The stars don't shine like they used to

This is not right. Looking up at the night sky shouldn't make me feel so alone. But all I can think about is how much I wish I had someone here to look at the stars with me. It sucks being a romantic sometimes. Honestly, I wish I could be perfectly happy alone, but I can't. Nothing really feels worth it without someone to share it with. It's not that I *need* someone, just I can't help but feel like life itself is less vibrant, less real when I'm alone. I'd hoped by now I'd be getting better about this, but it still just all seems... fake somehow. Oh well, another night alone, another night wasted. I'll just hope tomorrow will be better.