So lonely.
Noone to talk to when I want to talk.
Noone to call at times of need, of frustration, or even of joy.
I need someone.
Someone who's happy to see me.
Someone who's happy that I'm happy to see her.
Someone who'll listen to me talking about the big stuff, the important stuff.
Someone who'll talk to me about the big stuff, the important stuff.
Someone who'll listen to me talking about the small stuff, the mundane everyday nothings.
Someone who'll talk to me about the small stuff, the mundane everyday nothings.
Someone... who's happy to fix my crooked tie.
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