Perhaps the old tune" if you can't be with the one you love... love the one you're with" was truely words of wisdom?
What a load of crap!
I spent time alone, still am, allowing myself to blossom, so that I would be the able to be "the perfect flower" to another. Well, not perfect, but damn close.
Here's the deal. I'm not settling for anyone just to be WITH someone. That's insane!
And if I got wind of some dood pulling that shit with me, he's gonna be one lonely little bugger
until he figures it out.
I settled in my twenties. Ain't gonna happen now that I know what works for me, and what DOESN'T.