I think god has put this woman on the planet to punish me. Since I was 20 this girl has been both the greatest love and the deepest pain in my life. I let her go this time (it was my turn) but I find myself constantly thinking about her. Why does this one person mean so much to me? I don't fully understand it. It struck me the very moment I met her- it was the strangest, most powerful thing. At age 20 I didn't give a shit about love, I just wanted to have sex with as many girls I could- but this was a much deeper attraction. Like I had found something that was missing my whole life. I hate to sound all sappy, but this is what it feels like. When she's here, I feel complete. We're like a team, we do everything together. And she's not an accessory like some of the girls I see my friends with. She's got her own thing going, she really knows how to dress and command respect. It sort of disturbs and fascinates me the way she gets whatever she wants from anyone. And she uses that to push all my buttons... like she knows exactly how to make me jealous and always seems to be hiding her sadness and vulnerable feelings under a quiet cool. This chick is a living mystery, and I think that's why I'm still so attracted to her. Drives me nuts. Like, most girls will want to cuddle and share pillow talk after sex, but she'll get up and put on her dancin shoes. Not a word, sometimes I almost expect her to throw me a $20 spot or something. And she gets very irritable and self-destructive when she's depressed. If I try and help or comfort her, she backs off or snaps at me for no reason. So I thought I'd be better off on my own, but now that she's gone again I'm right back where I started. Missing something.
Damn that complicated ass woman.
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Damn that complicated ass woman.
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