All of the mentioned. However, have not a met a man yet, including my ex-husband that was.
I've tried every internet dating site in the past 10 years. No , I'm not tuff about what I'm wanting. No 7 to 10, a 4-5 will do. Simple living, , emotionally/financially secure, water/beach/shore/Islands are the best. Enjoy long weekends, mini-vacations, drives to nowhere, holding hands, hugs , kisses, being a gentleman. Considering being a snowbird somewhere. Tired of the Pa. winters.
" It is better to have loved and lost , than never to have loved at all ".
" Always kiss me goodnight "
Char
Not only am I hopeless; I am incurably romantic as well.
I believe in sunsets and moonlit nights ...
I believe in running in the rain and splashing like a two year old ...
I believe in stealing a kiss and playing footsies under the dinner table ....
I believe in happy ever after even when he's left me ...
Hopeless ... you bet, and hopeful as well
Why? Because I believe I deserve it ... and YOU should too!
I am indeed, a Hopeless Romantic!!!
I wish for my Latin blood to run amok with chance of being that gentleman opening doors and awaiting for my special lady to be seated first wherever we go. I wish to send my special lady flowers on a whim with no cause or reason.
I miss feeling the warmth my special lady's hand in mine. I miss staring into her eyes, listening to every word she has to say. I miss the elegant sunrises and sunsets with thoughts of wanton desire for her alone.
I wish to whisper into her ears, the sweet nothings I'm thinking of. To see her smile with the look of "oh yeah" on her mind. I wish to tell her how she is sending my heart and soul into a state of delirium. I wish to kiss her sweet lips, knowing that she is now a part of my life.
John
I am, cause the bliss of that
Communion can match anything
around. Moreover, I would be
what I am when my better half
be one with me.
Love all things of being a hopeless romantic. Just divorcing after almost 11 years of marriage. Just looking for a friend or maybe dating. No seriousness right now - too early. Not ready to completely trust someone right now.
I had a relationship with someone from England. He would write me poems and leave them around. He was very romantic. He called me his "Queen Guenavere", and he was my "Arthur". His Visa expired and he had to go back to England. I still have his letters that he wrote me. Of course, if I remarried, I would have to get rid of them. But I still have the wonderful memories.
