I want to be able to curl up next to you, to cling to your hand so tightly that my fingers turn white.

I want to throw my arms around your neck and feel your own wrap protectively around me.

I want to sit close to you, shoulders brushing, arms touching, feeling your warmth seek through the fibres of my jumper.

I want to simply have you near, comforted by the mere presence of you.

I no longer want to be alone.