Well, I have this girl that I like, though she told me she does not want to date me, we still talk and on occasion hang out, though I can feel enormous barriers that are in place. I think she is quite a quality individual. Much different than every single girl I've ever dated in several ways. But the fruit is verboten for now.
In the mean time I have to face the grim reality that I need to do some me work and not worry about the company of ladies all the time.
Blame me for wanting somebody to love? Foget you!