I don’t need your pity flirts. I don’t need the charm that melts off your lips like ice cream on a hot summer day right off the cone. I don’t need those eyes of yours judging the shape of my body, sizing up my insecurities and shortfalls like I’ve got no place to call home. I have plenty of love in my life; real and genuine and always present. I don’t need you to feel like you can do your community service here. I am not in need. I’m not alone. I never was, and I never will be. So, I don’t need you. Never did, actually.