I'm listening to this song that just came on, Something about you by--Odesza Remix by Hayden James.  And it's like, "What about a hit of your love?"  

And that's what it feels like.  Withdrawal.  I see my kids go through it all the time at work.  I feel like I'm withdrawing and fucking miserable for months.

Pleading.  Just a little bit.  C'mon.

I fucking love you.

Just a little.  

C'mon.  

To be naked, in your arms.  Warm and loved.  In love.  There is nothing better.  But I don't want anyone else.  No swapsies.  

What the legit fuck is wrong with me.