Seeing them, getting happily attached, really felt so happy for them! But can't help to also feel sore for myself.
When will fate come knocking on my door again?
It's not that I desperately need a relationship. But wouldn't it be nice to have someone to think of every now and then, have a date to look forward to every week, and have a shoulder to lean on during such rainy days?
It's just this tendency to compare to others, I guess.
I can be happy, alone too. :)
