I’ve had boys. Plenty of them.
But none that lasted long. No, we never departed on a bad note. It was always mutual.
The feelings just died down after a point. After parting ways, I would miss the old times, but then a new guy would enter my life and the circle continued.
A smile and a couple of sweet talks - That was all it took for me to get a guy to fall for me.
They all fell for my innocence.
Bad boys were my attraction, and for them, an easy girl like me was an easy pick. When I say ‘bad’, I don’t mean it in a literal sense. You know, those guys with tattoos and muscles who are just laid back about everything and everything, and who go about bashing up the other guys who try to mess with their girls? The Vin Diesel kinds… Yea, that was my pick. The nastiness, the naughtiness, they pulled me in, and I gave in.
But then, they knew it was all just a fling. And so did I. They all just built up my experience, and got me off my innocence. After that, we parted ways.
And I let another guy pull me in.
For them, it was nothing. For me, it all made me feel loved and wanted.
That's how I've always been. And now, I can't seem to let go..
Where am I heading, that I don't know.
Listening to: Infinite Arms- A band of horses.
P.S: Just cause many asked, it's a work of fiction :)