and everything about you

It just started pouring rain, and I am sitting alone in my dark room with green tea, listening to this song and feeling impossibly lonely. It's such a waste to grow up lonely. And I am tired of never having a hand to hold. Never having someone to make happy and to make me happy. Someone to kiss. Someone who is actually thinking of me at the exact moment that I am thinking of them. How much longer do I have to go on this way? How much longer do I have to continue on with nothing but blind faith in the universe?