You Can’t Handle A Strong Girl

When it comes down to it, everyone learns what they like and what they don’t. It might take some time and a whole lot of trial and error. But that’s what it’s all about.

Making choices, and more importantly, making mistakes and learning from them.

Let me be very clear about one thing. You, my friend, were a mistake. And a very common one at that.

Maybe it was the way you looked at me. Maybe it’s the way that you carry yourself. Maybe it was the one I knew you wanted me, right from the start.

Whatever it was, I was drawn out of myself and into you. Before I could even blink, I wanted to be yours and no one else’s.

I should have known how dangerous that can be, being on edge of losing yourself to someone you barely know. But I was in too deep from the start.

And then, I got to know you. We talked for hours and the more than you let me in, the more I started to wonder who you really were. And what kind of women you were really looking for.

It might have taken a little longer than I thought, but when it’s all said and done, I know I’m just too women for you.

I’m too strong. Or too free. Or too outspoken. I thought that our planes were moving in the same direction until I realized that you wanted someone to bow down to you.

To give you everything they had and then more than they could manage and then maybe, just maybe, you would give them something in return.

Well, you picked the wrong one.

I don’t think you have a bad heart, I don’t even think you’re a bad person. I just think that guys like you will only be happy with the kind of girl that sits still and looks pretty.

Someone you can drape on your arm when you go out at night to make you feel like a real man. That’s not what I’m here for and certainly not what I signed up for.

I hope you find whatever it is that you’re looking for. But I’m not going to stay and help you find it in me because I know for a fact that you would be looking forever.

We all have things that we want to change about ourselves. But being this kind of women, the picture that you have in your head, this is one thing that I won’t be forced out of.

I’m proud of who I am. Who I am becoming and who I will be.

The whole point of being with someone is to make sure that life goes a little smoother, a little less hectic with them in your corner. I don’t think you ever even stepped into mine without expecting me to follow you.

Through hoops and hurdles. And maybe, a few years ago, I would have smiled sweetly and gone along with it.

But the difference now is I’m not begging you, or anyone else to love me. Because I love me.

And that is always going to be enough.