Fading

My hope for finding someone who wants to touch and be touched by me is fading.   No one I've met in years seems to see me and I am too much of a self-conscious inarticulate schmuck to try to try to go on line and meet someone.  It seems that fate prefers me to be alone.    As time goes on I feel I have less and less to offer and I find myself subtly withdrawing from social situations.   Maybe after I retire I can find a hermitage to die in.
solocelt solocelt
51-55, M
Dec 2, 2012