Every man needs it. And anyone who claims that’s not true, either is lying, mentally ill or both. A good bit of my life has been spent believing that everything is all about love: looking desperately for it, trying to get rid of it, or not knowing what to do because of it. I have experienced love from many angles and come to know a great number of its faucets, even though I have acted very poorly at times. My conclusion is there are unique women I get along with better with than others, but I do not think there is only one person on Earth that ‘completes’ me. In short, my belief is a woman I can love is uncommon, while not being outlandishly rare either. My issue has not been opportunity. My problem has been my inability to see love clearly until it was past and behind me. Love is fun, yet painful; it is a roller coaster that can bring complete happiness, absolute desperation or both at the same time. It is often difficult to fight between what I think and what I feel. Such contradictions appear too frequently. But the gained knowledge that allows me to truthfully admit myself here shows I am making progress.
Falling in love is not always
a happily ever after story.
Most of the time,
it’s just once upon a time.
Anonymous
