I’ve been doing better thank you, in fact I’m doing better than the last time I met you.
I’ve not said I feel sad aloud in a long, long time.
Still, I’ve cried on my own listening to your favourite songs, hoping that someone would walk through that door so I don’t have to cry by myself anymore. 

I’m hoping and wishing that someone else would be just like you except a lot nicer. 
In parts I could say that about myself but this is definitely about you this time.