Yesterday I had one of the worst and darkest days, and really, all I needed was a hug.
I'm still deeply sad since everything that happened yesterday hit me hard, so I might cry again today, alone in my bed, and it will be okay, because that's who I am. I cry if I want to or if I need to.
Being alone doesn't mean I'm lonely. I will find some day the hug I'm eager to find.