Friday, April 6, 2012 @ 7:46 PM

I miss being addicted to someone.

I miss knowing that my entire day could be turned right side up the second I speak to a specific person. I miss wanting to try. To try. To put in effort. To work towards a goal in order to accomplish something great. To build a masterpiece with my other half, the type of work that others would envy.

I miss the feeling of invincibility. I felt as if I were able to achieve anything, as long as I had that specific person by me. I felt invulnerable. I was genuinely happy although the relationship might not have been as real as I wanted it to be. I miss looking forward to certain dates. I miss how I was so greatly impacted by the little things. I miss smiling at short phrases he would utter. I miss being certain of my feelings. I miss being with someone I could trust my life with.

Now I'm left feeling empty. Emotionless. Nothing truly brings me happiness anymore.