You ask her, "Why did you date such *******?!" She simply says, "I don't know." But wait-
Maybe it's because she had a father Who didn't teach her How a man should treat a woman til it was Too late; Til she was grown and already mistreated By every man she'd ever known.
Maybe it was because she saw Only flaws when she looked into the mirror, And believed them when they said, "You're cute, but that woman over there is hot." She learned to hate herself. She was worthless- dirt under the feet Of the men who walked all over her. Never good enough.
Or maybe it's because eventually She started to believe that This is how relationships work. The manipulation, the emotional abuse... Maybe she just deserved it. She wasn't meeting their standards, She wasn't giving them what they wanted, And god forbid if she asked for too much love.
She tells herself that it's her fault That they left her. She should've been better, More attractive, Less emotional and Let them do what or whom ever they pleased. She concludes that she isn't Meant for love or happiness or relationships. That life will go on and she will be Alone.
You ask her why she dates *******. She shakes her head and looks down, Saying, "I don't know." But the truth is she knows exactly why, But tries to hide it with a smile anyway. Because she knows That's not the answer you were looking for.