A Bunch of Short Love Stories

None of them work out.

He was terrified of touch, and she needed that the most.

He was old enough to fall in love, but not stay in love. The imperfections started as hairline cracks and got bigger and bigger, until all he saw was responsibility, burden, flaws.

She ran from one narcissist to another. It was all she knew. Her mother was a narcissist. She always felt like she was too dumb, too flawed. She looked for partners who were like her mother. Blooming was too painful. Believing in herself was too painful. Loving herself felt like a lie. But the way her partners withheld love, always keeping her guessing, always keeping her begging…that was real. Love had to be earned.

She didn’t want kids, then she did, and then he didn’t want kids.

He was afraid of being happy.

She had an idea of the perfect man — The perfect education, the perfect look, the perfect family. But every time she met one who checked off all her boxes, she didn’t check off theirs.

He used his job to find girlfriends, and that stopped being acceptable. But he was too old school for apps.

She had this mask on, all the time. And if someone was around her for too long, then the mask would slip off. When she dated, she became more and more tense until finally they would break things off, and she would feel relief.

He found out that she used to be a stripper.

She found out that he sold photos of his feet online. “Men can do that?!” She wondered.

She had been faking it. The whole time.

She started dating him because he couldn’t become erect. For her, everything was perfect. Then he solved that issue.

He was afraid that a relationship would weigh him down and keep him from reaching his dreams, his goals.

She was successful financially, and it intimidated almost everyone she met.

Dressing as a woman and portraying a feminine image was the only way they knew how to earn love.

She was going to date as soon as she got down to her modeling weight. She didn’t want to change her profiles. This body wasn’t her. The real her…

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