Love passes me by

Everyday is another day spent alone.
Everyday is another day, of me standing on my own.
Watching the world pass me by, watching everyone receive love, except I.
Part of me is happy, with my friends, my family, my life. But the other part of me is screaming
( I'M EMPTY INSIDE!!).
Life isn't bad you know, thats not the thing..
I just wish I had someone to share it with, someone who felt like me.
Someone to hug and hold me.
To kiss me on the cheek.
Someone to make me feel happy, when I'm down and weak.
I've stopped looking, because I can't find it. So it'll just have to come to me.
So until it comes, I'll watch everyone and think..one day that'll be me..one day that'll be me.