To the woman who would give me an opportunity now -
don't do it.
Run while you can.
I should come with a warning sign to be honest.
"Steer clear" or, better still, "Do not enter."
Everything you've asked for, I lack.
Consistency.
Integrity.
Honesty.
Commitment.
I take that back.
I am willing to commit to you, but that isn't enough.
I am not enough.
You want
Money
Power
Status
I am none of that.
And because I don't have this, you will see me as wack.
So why bother?
Why waste time that neither you nor I can ever get back?
I am not the answer to your problems,
the addition to you that will create a sum of one
everlasting and enduring couple.
I may, in fact, be a sign of your addiction -
your obsession with broken men whom you think
you can patch up and reassemble into your own personal FrankenSoulmate
That's not me.
And I refuse to be your project.
Why would you invest your construction in something
that's so devoted to its path of self-destruction?
That's me, sweetheart -
trouble and danger.
Not because I have a bad side.
But because I lack the best, I'll bring out the worst in you.
You will see me, and you might wonder.
Don't let your imagination get the best of you.
I am exactly what you see and nothing more.
I can't change the beliefs and assumptions you had about men before.
It's not me. Not right now. Maybe not ever.
Color me pessimistic, but I'm not what you're looking for
if you're searching for forever.
Look but don't touch.
Engage but don't be engulfed.
Appreciate but don't love.
I'm neither your dream nor your nightmare.
But I'll just let you down like the rest of them.
For your own sake, just steer clear.
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