Weary

I want companionship, among other things
In the absence of the former, I too often settle for the latter
Which has a way of sucking up all my available resources
time, money, energy
The tradeoff is worth less with each occurrence
I need to stop chasing trash and simpletons
for women who still live for their mother's approval
and those who cling to silly notions of childhood
yes, fairy tales of a perfect romanace
I am no prince
those who's hearts are chained to another
or those who have withered from heartbreak
I already know what I want
I just have to go after it
and stop getting distracted by nonsense