You said it yourself, you're unhappy alone. Ironic really because when I think about it, you're more alone that I am and that's really saying something. Where I lack in the Ph.D and clean controlled environment, I make up for it in the fact that deep down I've already accepted the fact that there is nothing left and the idea of somebody holding my hand won't change anything. You're still a little lost child, you still need her and when you can't have her you replace her with me. It's not the same, it won't ever be the same. I can't love you like she loves you and replacing emotion with waking up next to something unfamiliar won't help with what you really want out of all this. I know what you want, I know what you need, we both want the same thing but I'm sorry I can't help.S.
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