I’m not sure what this feeling is. 

Some sweeter kind of hell. 

Words like daggers in my heart and soul. 

Head over heels I fell. 

Agony would work quite well to describe this feeling’s heart. 

Why on earth have romance and I had such a rocky start?

Letters written to the flames of my relationships Dead on Arrival. 

I guess the way to overcome this feeling would be a downward spiral. 

Proposal rejector, self protector, call it what you will. 

One night stands, hard rejections, 42 shots “overkill.” 

I guess I’m done with all that crap. 

The drama’s just too much. 

Until the right one comes along

Please stay out of touch.