I'm Back.....and In Love? (cont.)

So there I am standing in the bathroom thinking of dead puppies, my grandmother naked anything to make this hard on go away and finally the blood and butterflies subside and I go back out. In a short time, I discover that Josh is from Texas also and we both went to school in Austin. It is amazing that we had not met until now. I catch his eyes occasionally. They are eyes that look right through you and melt your heart and I start feeling something foreign. I am drawn to him immediately. I hang on his every word and then I stop and try to shake it off. What I am feeling is a little scary. I have just met this man less than an hour ago and I'm beginning to dread the moment we have to part. I don't doubt it for a second. This is love. This is what all of the fuss is about. At age 46, I am experiencing true love for the first time? How is that possible? I thought I had been in love before. I had even whispered the words in my partners ear while falling asleep. Were those experiences my mind settling for the next best thing and telling me it was love. In any case, I have never felt feelings this intense for another person. Now I think about him every free moment. A nice day is a waste without being able to share it with him. Then he told me that he is planning to go back to Texas so he could be with his siblings and their children. Once again, I come to the conclusion that my life is a big shit sandwich. Now what?