Here I am A man Alone.

Having Just texted a pretty lady.

Half a day away by car and plane, impossibly far if we did not have these modern comforts.

I laughed and smiled for an hour and so did she.

But now here I am, a Man Alone.

What is there for me to do? What are the deep truths to romance and love? To lust and marriage, to nature and the divine? To mankind, to me, to life ....

Death could befall me, anyone in my family and I think about this Regularly. However, I haven't thought too hard about her death. I'm sick enough to hope she falls unwell and needs me. But, what if this was her last moment and I had to go on. Not my last moment, tapping out. But her last time. The last time, imagining her smile is a potentiality. Not a memory. The swell in my chest is here again. "Just say it" And my mind says, "don't make her feel bad" What about me? Would I rather be safe and chat away, wait for a future where I am adorned in glory and gold to ask her, will this give me the love that I desire, what about the free love, where a man grabs a hand and the two are running through the hills laughing away. A gust of wind blowing your cap away. Isn't this what you want? To work together at becoming rich.

But she says that she doesn't want this. "Just tell her, please just hell her."

I think your perfect.

PS I just said it ;)