Hang in there, Leem. It's grief, really. You're grieving for the loss of alcohol. But in so many ways it's similar to growing up. As a child you might lament the loss of a favorite toy or blankie, sure that you can't go on without it. But after the passage of time you don't even remember the thing you missed so much.
You may never completely get over the desire to "have just one" but the acuteness of the pain does dull greatly after even a few months. A big part of the process is learning how to live your life. I should say relearn; you need to figure out who and what you are sober.