Loved

I used to obsess about being single. I felt so lonely and sad. I even came to like that depression. It comforted me. I don't quite know the point when I started not to give a damn. I slowly started leaving that sadness behind, and found happiness in myself. I was alone, not lonely. I completed myself. All this time I looked for someone to complete me, not knowing, I AM COMPLETE. I don't hate love, I don't hate anything for that matter. The day I find love, I will only be happier, but for now I'm great being alone. I do what I want, when I want. I am free. I am me. I am Loved.