Some women don’t flirt with people. They flirt with life. Extra twenty minutes at the café. Fresh flowers for no reason. Music while getting dressed. Taking the scenic way because the sky looks good. There’s a little romance happening between her and being alive.
Good women are generally very lowkey and not that socially visible. The reason you think they don't exist is because they are protecting themselves and trying to avoid unwanted attention. The trash is loud and plentiful, but there are more beautiful feminine souls than you think.
Eso de que “los polos opuestos se atraen” es falso, al final lo que más atrae es alguien que ve el mundo de la misma manera en que tu lo ves, alguien tan a fin a ti, que parece sacado de algún pedazo de tu alma.
Tal vez esa persona sí te amaba, pero elegirte implicaba reconocer sus errores, trabajar en ellos, dejar atrás personas y malos hábitos, madurar y aprender a amar de una manera diferente. Y como era más cómodo permanecer en su zona de confort, le resultó más fácil irse que hacer todo lo necesario para quedarse.
Always let them think they’ve worked you out.
Let them get comfortable. Let them underestimate you. Let them think they know exactly who the fuck you are.
Then let life show them what they misread.
By the time they realise, they usually understand what they lost. 😊