I'm looking for love again. I have known true love. I know my chances are slim but a man has to have hope. I know what it takes to make love last. So who really knows? Life is to short to be lonely and unhappy. I choose happiness and lonely. Sadness still over takes me sometimes. True love was worth it and I feel worth it again. I ride quad-runners, fish for bass. Go mushroom hunting, still sit around the fire pit at night gazing at the stars. Ive never been a loner, a player or a fool. What good is having anything if there is nobody to share it with?