It’s been 7 years, *technically 9 since I’ve let someone in to see all of me. The good and the bad. Inquisitive. Present. Silly. anxious. worrier. Untrusting. Spontaneous. Emotional. Loyal. Men don’t usually make it past the silliness. Love is scary. Hope is a gift. When I fall for someone. It’s quick. But when I fall for someone. It’s rare. I’ve been single for 7 Years. Technically 9. It may become a decade before love re enters my life. I’m content in that. Because I’m ready. For 7 years, hopefully 9, hopefully until our time on earth ends.