Description:

Ever since I met you, I always felt you were enough. I didn't need anybody else, as long as I had you. But as the days pass, I'm starting to regret not making more friends, because at least I wouldn't feel so alone.

Foreword:

This is an entry for exotic grounds one-shot writing contest! The prompt used is "if I can be the person who can wipe your tears on a tiring day, it'll be paradise." It has been transferred here a the contest is over.