It's almost been a year. I miss him already. He's not in my arms anymore, he's off being fabulous.. Sitting here.. wondering, what am I doing with my life? Was it smart to do the things I did. When I'm out night, after night on dates, and he's home alone. When he adjusts my suit and tie, when he picks out my outfits, when he tells me "make her happy" was I really dense to realize everything I ever wanted was home, right next to me. He's off with another person, I should be happy. I am happy,