When do you say "I Love You?"

Dating the a loser for almost six years, has thrown me out of the loop of real men and dating. The online scene seems to be a failure or maybe I am using the wrong site. I'm searching for more single networks and working my way around the world wide web. For now I have been making myself available through other channels of meeting reputable men.

In my younger years I had no problems or questions on men I dated. I met them

in public places, through friends and family. I Always looked the part of a single
attractive women searching for real love. I saved the obvious locations of bars and
taverns for the one night stands and losers in which were my backup in case of
emergencies. But, now being single again and no spring chicken I must open my
options of finding true love anywhere! I decided to venture out to some bars I
have never gone to.

Open minded, I needed a new outlook on where to find a possible mate. The local pub

could be very good place to meet hard working sweaty men looking for love as well.

Dressed in my casual gear, I headed to the meat market.

Against my better judgement I started mingling with the local crowd. Dancing and engaging

in small talk I was on fire. A game of pool was next and I was sure to strike up a conversation

from my dynamic pool skills.

Bingo!, tall dark and handsome, an eye balling me!

This man was sweet. Started small talk and continuously gave me pointers on my game.

The night was young and I had already hooked him.

The time was passing and I was hopeful of a potential date to be made. He was smitten

and I knew the next chat would involve asking for my number. I seductively brushed

passed him for my next shot.

"I love you" rolled off his lips.

Did I just hear him right? Does he get out much? Is he a escapee from the mental ward?

Surely my worst relationship has caused me to hear delusional love thoughts!

I passed by again to reassure my mind wasn't playing tricks on me. Yep!

"I love you" was said once again.

He didn't know my last name, hadn't even bought me drink, didn't know my phone

number. Well kudos for my self esteem! I was loved by a stranger. "Bob" eat your

heart out, I am loved after all!

I am hoping my dating tales get much better but if not I will be back to the local pub!