Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge

Bitten

Nothing new, I’m a sucker for love

Chump for a cute guy…no matter his age…or mine

I guess it started as a child needing affection from anything that moved

Dog, cat…a boy. That’s the trouble.

I love strays

To help them, but I need them too.

As a teenager I was attracted to the strong ones,

Seeking a type of protection?

Affection?

A downfall of course. Anyone too needy always finds the ones they shouldn’t.

Is it written all over my face when I greet them?

The old saying “once bitten, twice shy” never made sense to me.

I must savor the agony.

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