I'm the common denominator in every failed love attempt.
What am I doing wrong?
It's hell for a romantic like me to not be able to give my passionate love to someone special.
But in that, it's even romantic.
I think the wind blowing in the tress, the way a person walks towards their lover, the sounds of a couple laughing together, it's all romantic to me.
I don't even have unrealistic fairytale expectations in a relationship.
I expect loyalty, honesty, passion, humor, playfulness, supporting each other's dreams and consistency.
Is that too hard?
Why am I so hard to love?
I give good love and always willing to improve it.
What is it about me that no one can give that to me?
What curse did I fall upon?
What deal did I do in my past life?
Am I playing the game of romance wrong?
Am I such a beast?
I don't need the movie romance, it's not real.
Or is it?
My sensible side is always fighting with my hopeless romantic side about this topic.
I must have been such a bad person in past lives.
That's even romantic to me.
