It's funny how love works. When you have someone, you are possibly more alone than you ever were. You are not alone in the sense that you have a significant other, someone who loves you in return... Yet, you are alone in that constant ache... that feeling of longing that, no matter what, does not die until you are with the one person you love and long for. It's amazing, how, even though it hasn't even been long since you've seen them, the spaces between your fingers feel empty and foreign, and your arms, cold and left without something to hold onto. You long for that amazing feeling you get when your bodies are so close you can feel the heat coming off of the other person, and their heartbeat resonates throughout your body. It takes hardly any time, and you are left with just your memory doing its best to piece together those feelings in a forlorn attempt to keep you going until next time. Basically, all it gets down to.... is I miss Ben like crazy... and he hasn't even been gone that long... this is not that I am dependent on having him with me constantly... no no... it's just that I undeniably love him so much... and it's just my body's natural longing for someone I love.