When I grow up…

I forgot how it feels like to be close to someone, to hold hands with someone, to be kissed by someone, to breath someone’s breath before that happens, to feel someone’s warmth next to mine, I forgot how it feels like to touch someone’ skin, to be touched by someone, to look into someone’s eyes and feel loved…
I forgot how it is like to be alive. I really miss all of that… Life without it it’s pure hell.
It’s been so long, and looks like it will never happen again… I could swear I’ve never felt lonelier than now. 
It’s like I ran out of time. There’s nothing left for me. There’s no one left for me.