My Life… My Thoughts

He calls me beautiful.  I know it must be music to my ears but for some reason it makes me cringe.  Too romantic. Too unbelievable. Too good to be true. He treats me nicely and gave me a beautiful rose the first time we met.  I always tell him to stop flattering me and get real.  He told me that this is who he is and if he was nice to me, I better get used to it.  I am not used to it.  All the guys I dated are the opposite of him.  I must be a masochist because I always go for the "bad guys."  What’s wrong with me?

Now he is gone.  I must’ve hurt his feelings.  This was what he said: " I am a good man, babe. Don’t break my heart."  And I did.

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