I just watched a movie that was supposed to be happy, but I blubbered like a baby the whole way through. I think I am the only one to connect with the negative side of story and hold onto it like a drug.
I hate the fact that you do not need me half as much as I need you. I hate that I am only happy when I am with you. When did I become so dependent on someone? I should not need you in my life, but I want you. I want you badly.