For a brief moment, I needed "someone"

For a brief moment today, I needed "someone".

I was angry.

I needed to vent.

I needed "someone" to tell me it's all going to be okay.

I needed "someone" to tell me just let it out.

I needed "someone" to tell me I'll make it alright.

Even though it was just a brief moment, but it was a moment of impact.

It's been awhile since I felt like this. One moment of weakness. One moment that I hate the fact that there's not a "someone" there for me.

Like when you're very sick and have to drag yourself to the doctor's and wait in line for hours.

Like when you're waiting for the bus in a cold raining day and the person next to you is picked up.

Like when you need a hug just because you are who you are and that deserves a huge hug.

Like when you want to have a nice brunch on a sunday and no one is available.

Like when you want to watch a horror movie at home but no one can hold you when you're freaking out.

Like how I'm writing this blog to complain when I could be comforted with one sentence from "someone".