From years of observation, here's what I see when I meet serial daters....
What better way to escape myself by getting lost in you? When you look at me you see beauty, a future, a motivating force to become a better person. How thrilling it is to mean the world to someone as I slowly push away mine. At 2am I can watch the reflection of the moon bounce off my ceiling as I allow my brain to anxiously overthink my existence, or I can just call you. I can listen to you talk about your childhood dog that you still miss, your likes and dislikes, and how you summoned me. You tell me I'm everything that you ever wanted. I laugh to myself as I think about how I spend most of day trying to affirm to myself that I am enough.

