I'm a woman with a past. Past ghosts, past nighmares, past relationships.  Never lied about that.  Never thot that they'd all go away.  Lived with them most my life and done the best I could to if not rise above them, to come to terms with them and put them in proper perspective.

Met a man with his own ghosts and own past and own old relationships.  He's one hell of a man.  He holds me and tells me that I'm a dream come true, that he loves me.  Then the next day I'm a 'convenient roomate'.  I know he's scared....damn it I am too.....particularly when he tells me that his longest relationship only lasted 4 years. I hear the clock ticking but no matter how it turns out...I'll have no regrets.  He made me realize that there is love out there...in many forms and in many guises and that it's not too late for me to have hope.  I've nothing but good to say about him...and I still think that part of him is in denial...because he too is scared....he feels too much and he's never known a woman who accepted him on his own terms.  As much as he gives, so he pretends it means nothing, and I strive to keep that in perspective. 

He told me something in a rare moment of weakiness....that I was a dream come true for him.  That one of the things he loved most about me was that I stood with heart wide open.  I do, its a fault some say...but I truly want him to know that there is no hidden agenda here....what he sees is truly what I have to offer.  All I have is  what I am.  If if its not enough it won't be because he didn't know, .