Evolution of Relationships

What the HELL is wrong with me?

That I only fall for men

Who cannot see

The value of an intelligent woman.

STRONG. INDEPENDENT. POWERFUL.

So I give and I give

And they take and they take.

Until what’s left?

Nothing but a shell of the woman I used to be.

Because I gave all I could

And nothing was ever returned to me.

But then I start to think

It’s not me at all.

Maybe it’s just society.

That we’ve become nothing but a race

Of takers

Who only value “What’s in it for me?”

Perhaps that’s why the numbers

Of single mothers

Keeps rising.

Because all these men think of is what they can take.

And not what they might leave her with.

Or what that child would give

To have a father

Who gives a damn.

We call this a time of science and progress.

But is this progress really?

When we navigate our days alone

And never learn to express

Love for anyone- but ourselves.

Maybe THAT’S why

No one can commit

Because these days commitment would take too much

Sharing of ourselves when all we want is the benefit

Of what we can receive.

It seems the best I can do to protect me

Is to adapt to my generation’s ideals of

Friends with Benefits over Relationships.

Afterall the key to survival of the fittest

In this scientific society is adaptation.

But then I don’t think I’d be me anymore.

So what’s worse?

To love and give and end up empty?

Or to pretend I don’t care

To fit into the box

Of what my peers think relationships should be.

Wrote that Sunday.  Felt like sharing.  Hope you're all having a good week.