Repost The Need To Know The Unknowable
Tried this once - it's a good representation of who and what I am - Had some responses but not anything I would want long term - oh well - the search continues... In your heart of hearts the real you, sleeping, alone, , so very fragile yet strong, passionate, fierce and to most -- unknowable. The feeling yearns and hungers for escape from its secret place, to be known, to be cherished, to be held and to give the immeasurable amount of , kindness, love, and adoration to a deserving and worthy soul. It's in each and every one of us, although as different and unique for everyone. . ...except that other one. That other one that is a match and a mirror image of the seedling that grows in each of us, waiting for the other piece to trigger the growth, fullness and unimaginable beauty that can only be born when souls and hearts mesh. How can we know the unknowable inside each other and whether or not it is the companion soul to our own? It's hard, it's quite elusive, it's scary looking and it's sometimes not there when we think it is. We want to believe that "this is real" or "this time is different" and in all truth, every time is different and real in that moment. Something happens though, something tells us that this is not exactly the right combination of ingredients to complete our perfect recipe for happiness, bliss, totality. The love in my heart and soul is boundless (meaning without bounds in every day English and stuff). It sits and it waits. It grows tired and gets lonely, needing , nurturing, attention and care. It hurts sometimes at the mistakes it has made and sometimes because of the loss it has endured and yet, it still hopes, dreams, believes even, that despite any done to it, any hurt or calamity pushed upon it, that it's out there and it's worth the journey to get to that place. It believes that all of this is in fact, necessary to truly appreciate the final chapter -- the of the story with the happily ever after ending that makes all the women cry and the men hold it all back secretly wishing they had a love like that. I'm 44. I am professional, intelligent, educated (education and intelligence are not always synonymous in my experience so I had to clarify), not completely to look at and honest to a fault. I've loved and lost like most of us by the time we get to this age and I've learned a lot along the way. I have a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor and laugh at inappropriate times sometimes, but I am kind and never mean to hurt anyone by my lapse in judgment (ok ok I'm working on it). I am a white male but have dated quite a bit outside of my race and have absolutely no issue with your race and anyone with a racial bias is probably not a good match for me. I honestly believe that a beautiful woman can come in any color, shape or size. I believe that a beautiful woman is just that -- Beautiful -- period. I am very sexual and intimacy is a very important part of my relationship with someone. I feel that it is giving yourself up in your most and vulnerable state to that other person if it is done right. I believe that the very best and intimate conversations and moments occur when you are both lying , intertwined (more than physiy) with each other in the glow and beautiful energy of your union. We are more than and vulnerable at these moments -- we are stripped of all of the covers, masks, false expectations and veneers that we cloak ourselves in daily to survive in the world. I'm alone, lonely, starving and not to say so. I have two who I share custody of half the time and my world is bright and loving with them. Being a Father is definitely the coolest thing I have ever done in my life -- I can't imagine a life without them. What I need though, is something that is just for me, something that endures and gets richer and more complex yet easier to navigate with time. I tend to gravitate towards more curvy than skinny women, but not obese. A smile is all it takes to make my heart smile and the light touch of a hand on mine telling me that everything is well, sure goes a long way towards giving me . If you have read my blather to this point and feel like you can actually identify with my aching and longing need for you, drop me a , a line, a shout -- but don't Holla' at yer Boy, I won't respond to "what's good?" " Hey papi" "What's poppin'?" or any of the like. While I am not perfect in my grammar or spelling, I do expect a certain amount of ability to communicate properly in your native tongue -- both verbally as well as written. I do have to share and if by chance you would like to respond to me -- please put HEARTFELT in the subject line so I know you read my rambling and are not spam. and Love to anyone who read this -- we all do deserve to be happy -- It's true.
Adult searching casual sex dating Mobile Alabama