Secret Lover

I’m going to try and identify why I act the way I do. My family bloodline is amazing, the men in my family are all insanely talented and brilliant and I take great pride in that. There is a little cowboy in us, some connections to the Wild West; there is plenty of drama, writing, and education in the family. I look at the rest of the people in my bloodline and feel like a prince, so usually I will act like it, the cowboy prince. I’m a pretty rough around the edges, but I have this thing inside me where I feel the necessity to act bored like I’m better than most people but with a heart that can reach out to anyone. I think of myself as a great lover, like a secret lover that breaks hearts by duty almost, I love to get close with a woman to share those wonderful things men and women can share together but soon will disconnect myself to move on, understanding that in the heartache I cause there is love in it someway, hard to explain really but I love all women. There is a really wild side to me that I insist is my ego, the part of me that is incapable of caring what people think or has time to worry about consequences. I like that side of me; these days he attracts more women than the lover. Sad, but I think the fear instilled in women of being hurt makes them try to find something that isn’t there in men they know are bad.

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