The Male Species....

I know for certain I will never understand the male species.  It is extremely hard for me to trust people, but especially men. I meet men all of the time who fall head over heels for me in pictures even though I tell them the Gothic make up washes off, you still have to deal with the woman beneath and she can be a handful!  Still, they come forth and they swear they are different and they say they love who I am and what I look like under the make-up then within a short amount of time they just disappear or I catch them in all kinds of lies or find out they are on sammich shy of a full picnic. I am quirky, I am unusual, but I meet some down right crazeeee men!

  The latest man I met pursued me for a couple of weeks online, finally started exchanging regular e-mails then text then phone. He says he was divorced , lived outside of Jacksonville and owned his own business. At the time he was working out of town supposedly and was calling me every night for days and we were making plans to meet when he came back to town. Suddenly he just stopped calling, stopped answering my calls and texts and has just disappeared. I checked with local hospitals, hospitals where he said he was working and yes... even the obituaries but nothing, nada. Everything seemed awesome, the last time we talked he was saying how he was suppose to be back in town in a couple of days and he could not wait to see me.  So, I left one last message, waited for four days (at this point it had been over a week since I heard from him) and last night I deleted him from my phone.  I just wish he would have at least said goodbye.

 I am a closure kinda person, I need it. It drives me nuts not to know WHY. Same thing with my ex bf, After two years in a relationship he just stopped calling and answering my calls and after a week he finally answered my text and said he was moving on and when I asked him why he didn't tell me he said "I figured you would figure it out" So this time it took me less time to "Figure it Out," I was just hoping for a different ending. At least it didn't take me two years to find out that I had made a huge mistake.

 So.... Once again I have decided that men are way too unpredictable and usually crazy or filled with secrets and/or lies.  Once again I have searched for my new dark Prince and once again I have been disappointed. I have come to the conclusion that there is  no Dark Prince for me, only memories of my one, true, dearly departed  Prince, the one and only Knight of my heart. I think I would rather live with the memory of the love that was real and lasting torn apart by mortal death  than to keep searching for something that is a mere illusion and fleeting and filled with deceit. Yes, I would rather be married to a memory than to go another round at creating a living reality. How very sad.....