It’s not so much that I need a boyfriend or a relationship, but I hate being single. Don’t get me wrong, I love being independent. I don’t feel like I need someone else to help me be myself and I am totally fine and happy on my own. But that doesn’t mean that I don’t miss having someone to share my happiness with, or having someone be there to help me through my times of struggle. I miss having someone who understands my dorky personality and tries new things with me. Someone I can be completely comfortable around. Someone who I want to get all dressed up for, yet I still feel beautiful around him when I’m in a tshirt and my hair is a mess. Someone who makes me think when I talk to them, who stays up late with me. I could come up with a whole list of things I miss about being in a relationship, and lately it’s been weighing on my mind. It’s all about finding the right person at the right time. I’m not banking on anything, but I’m definitely not counting anything out.