For emotionally unavailable men.
I don’t seek individuals who are unable and/or unwilling to provide what I need, yet somehow they always find me. Its like I have a sign on my forehead that states “Please, come fuck with my head and my heart.”
Or, perhaps it’s a badge of scarlet right over my heart. A big EI (emotionally intuitive) in comic sans font.
Or maybe it’s my own karma coming back to haunt me.
Whatever it is, I wish it would at least let me learn to shield myself and take cover before throwing the next one at me.
Or maybe I should learn to listen to that voice, that quiet internal voice that points out the flags and tells me to walk away before I get invested.
That voice is always right. And nobody likes a know-it-all.
It never fails. I meet men who are weak & can’t fight for me. Or I meet men who are strong & won’t fight for me. Then there are the ones who are quiet & calm. The ones who adore me. The ones I have no connection with. The ones I wish like hell I could love.