I’m too deep for light-hearted adventures.

I’m too loyal for careless open relationships.

I’m too giving for being merely a mistress.

I’m too emotional for superficial gatherings.

I’m too witchy for ordinary one-night stands.

I’m too stoic to get in trouble with wishy-washy ones.

I’m too poetic to feel attracted to simplified minds.

I’m too wild to be kept in captivation.

I’m too sparkly to sit around, wasting time waiting for something to happen.

I’m magic.

I cast spells.

I love deeply and fearlessly.

And above all

I’m too confused to decide what I want.