i was widowed youngish. been on my own 16 years. sometimes i wish i had a fella to hold hands with, and laugh with. i love men. almost everything about them, White ones that is. but i've been out of the game so long i am at a loss as how to even connect in a romantic way. i am scared, too. i can be suckered by a pretty face.
I'm 37. For me it's not just the time thing, it's also the pair bonding thing. I'm in love with a dead man. And I don't think I could give another man my full love. And that is not fair.
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