It seems like one after another, love seems to come, sweep me off my feet and then crash, and self-destruct. All the effort we spent on the relationship feels like a complete waste. Love seems so difficult to sustain.
It's not that I don't get attention from guys, but I get it from guys whom I don't like, and for those whom I like, they don't like me the same way. Of course, there are cases of mutual love, but every time they are so far away, and often the obstacles cause the relationship not to last. People say not to chase love, but if I don't chase it, I get plenty of people whom I don't want, and not the guys I want.
I miss my exes sorely, and I want my latest ex so badly. It's just that things are so difficult that I have reached breaking point. Was it not meant to be? However, it felt so much like it was meant to be the right guy for me.
Should I settle with any Mr. Good Enough on the street, and use him for my gratification, or wait out for Mr. Right? Honestly, though, I feel bad about the thought of using someone and I am jaded by relationships, so I'd rather just be single if the right person doesn't come along or if they don't feel the same way towards me.