For some reason, a woman did them so wrong, they just need to recover. And I, being the understanding one, offer patience, and trust they'll get through it - because of course, they're that into me and it'll all work out.
But it doesn't, and then I'm single again (not that this is always bad). But, what is rather frustrating is finding out that the guy I wanted ends up with "The One" right after me. You know -- the lady that will make them do anything. The one they can call girlfriend without flinching. The one that has them so sprung, that they don't mind dropping a weekend with the boys to spend it with her. Or spending several Saturday nights cozied up with her, only to have breakfast in the morning.
Ok, so maybe it's not QUITE that perfect, but close enough. And all it took was realizing that you weren't into the one you were with. "Training Wheel Dating," I call it.
In the grand scheme of it all, I know that they weren't meant for me. Otherwise, I would be "The One." But, when I am? I know that the one before me will feel just the same way. Truth is, it's just the search you need to go through before you find your match.
And for me, the search is still on.