Stuck on One Person

It's been a minute since my last relationship ended. Since then there have been others to fill the time. Some just as casual encounters and some who wanted far more.

And yet, here I am wishing to have the person who left to come back. I haven't felt comfortable since then. I haven't felt happy since then. Why can't I just enjoy what is there infront of me?

Too many voices. To much screaming. I need to drown them out. Blood or booze, they need to be placated.