mksandhu
Just the idea of a husband terrifies me. I can't imagine being bound to one person for the rest of my life. Maybe its because I haven't ever had anyone to myself, or at least no one I wanted to keep.
The idea of one can be quite nice sometimes.
There is a fire inside me. It yearns for something more than I already have. It craves to have the passion that is possessed by so many others. A passion that it knows it is capable of having... it only lacks a companion.
I think I am due for some love. I have gone long enough without it. Too long if you ask me. I am not asking for much if I am asking for love. I want to love someone because I know they too are due for love.
I am determined to see you crossing my path sometime in the near future. I want you to see what you're missing out on. I want you to feel want for a person that doesn't necessarily share the feeling. That is my only goal when we see each other face-to-face.
Available? Yes quite, actually. This is the most available that anyone can get. It's called being single. It does not get more available than that. Being this available is not as enjoyable as it may seem.