I'm introverted, but not overly so.
I tend to be a loner but want to be very connected with my mate.
I love to give and receive affection.
What scares me, what absolutely terrifies me about searching for a mate at this time in our lives is the notion of settling for the acceptable. Of spending our days with an acceptable partner who is decent and compatible, a balm for our loneliness, a sexual outlet, to be a small footnote in the catalogue of someone else's loves. That is so crushingly sad.
On the other hand I believe in the possibility of an exquisite joy. A connection that is deeply intimate and genuine, overwhelming chemistry, visceral and mutual. You appear in the doorway and I can't not smile, my pulse quickens. Magic.
Why would I give up the luxury of autonomy and the peace of solitude for anything less?
It's not what you do or where you go, it's whom you are with.
I am here waiting for you, just as you are there waiting for me.