How do I love thee
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Though I haven't really pursued it; those times I did engage it were fraught with misgivings and regrets and simple longing to be free of the tentacles of some equally misguided female.
Then there are other situations where I was left with nothing but regrets for not having pursued what was definitely there.
And always, there is that company with which I end up and far too many simply are less than suitable as well.
All I ever wanted was someone I could talk to that attempted some level of understanding and by and large what I got was "do you dig where I'm coming from ?" ...
So I am content to puruse those entertainment choices with the significant others in my life and forget the notion of soulmates, sharing my life with another, or even anything far from those various indulgences I handle with remuneration.
It's a life and I'm satisfied with how things have turned out regardless. Far better to be alone than entwine with someone less than adequate in the scheme of personality, intellect, and comportment.
Sonnet 43
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning