I don't know how I ever made it alone.

When I was younger I was perfectly happy by myself, to a fault. I would let people into my life and then drop them like an unwanted toy.

A lot has changed in the past two or three years. I need people. Specifically, certain people who found their way into my life. I cannot live without them. When they are gone... well, I don't know how to describe how I feel. But it's not good.

I'm not like I was before. I need people to tell me that they love me.