Inner Monologue of a Yearning Blonde

  I never knew a girl could be so amazing and perfect, But undatable at the same time. Because that’s all I ever get rejected with. You tick all the boxes in what I’m looking for, But I think I’m going to date this other girl. I didn’t realize being a girl who loves unconditionally and supportive is the wrong way to get a man.  I’m a delicate flower that they don’t want to break? If that sounds dumb to you, imagine being told this by a man who told you he loved you the night before.  It’s difficult being a girl that men are interested in but terrified to go for.  I used to think to myself what I’m doing wrong? Now I realized it’s the men I apparently go for. Emotionally unavailable? No you just want to keep your options open.  I’m not an Instagram baddie but I’m the girl you can come home to.  You’re not ready for that life yet. 

  Once you realize I’m out of your orbit, you start to panic and try to pull me back in. But what you don’t realize is I’ve created my own galaxy.  I healed myself.  I don’t need more planets or moons.  I’m the sun shining bright. 

  Crying over a man who never loved me.   How pathetic it feels to care so deeply, For a person who doesn’t even want me.  The way I put him first before me.  Will he even think about me once he’s moved to another state? All the times we went bar hopping.  All of our “non-dates”.  I hate how much I’m going to miss you.  The fact you probably will never give me a second thought.  I hate how you will never feel anything for me. When I’m crying about you because I care, not just a little bit, but a lot.