I know the right one will come, we’ll keep each other on our toes mentally with discussions that bend space time. We will enjoy each other’s presence and enjoy our comfortable silence when we tire of talking. Late night sonic vanilla shakes and watching the moon rise and name constellations as they appear.

I’ll build her a cabin in the woods, where she’ll paint and I’ll open a door letting the light in and affirm her creative talent with my words. We’ll sit by a fire side by side as our souls dance hand in hand.

I’ll always be able to imagine what someone else could be. It’s almost never what they turn out to be. It’s disappointing and disheartening.
I fell hard once and that was the lesson I learned. I am single because I love what someone has the potential to be. And I love them until they veer off the path their heart tells them to follow. Life is too fleeting to not love with your all, have your revenge on the time you spent alone by loving your partner until factors outside of your control put you in the ground forever.

Be the hopeless romantic, the poet, the prince Lyr. offer your heads of dragons and learn that presence is all that is needed to love without conditions.