My first girlfriend and I were naturally attracted to each other, we'd known each other since we were kids. Although we weren't mature enough to handle it, it was better this way. She got married and popped out three kids, worked out well for her.
There was someone else in there, but that barely lasted two months and was rather insignificant.
Second girlfriend, she actually got my through patient harassment lol. She's the mother of my kids. She annoyed the hell out of me, I couldn't stand her initially. She was wildly infatuated with me. As I got to know her though, my views on her started to change. As we progresses into the relationship however, my views changed again as i was realising that on the cusp of having our first daughter, I was going to have to take care of a second one. Her issues, which ironically are only partially worked on to this day, made me leave her when she was 5 months pregnant. My reputation as an arse was secured. I'd still do it again.
Third girlfriend, a work colleague I was working with at the time, shortly after I left my ex. The "hot girl" everyone was trying to get, which I wasn't even interested at the time since I had stuff to deal with, but she'd give me rides and we'd talk a lot. Our relationship started in the front seat of her car. Which, btw...well a Toyata Tercel requires lots of willpower, it's a **** small car lol. Was a two year, intense, problem filled relationship. The Amber Heard Johnny Depp trial brought back some unpleasant memories of how two people that love each other can bring out the absolute worst. We just weren't compatible. What initially attracted me beyond her looks was just...her way. Of course, I realized over time she was a princess and expected a worshipper. That ain't me.
Fourth girlfriend...Vanessa. she's still the standard I hold other women to. She was the best girl I ever dated. Short, overweight but didn't look it at all, mouthy when she needed to, supporting when I needed it, ready to push me when I needed it. Bit vain, not overly. We seperated because she started shaping her entire future around me. We'd only been together a year. All her dreams were getting thrown out the window by her own hand. Didn't sit well with me to have that kind of an effect on someone, to be honest. My reputation as an arse was reaffirmed; I left her the DAY we'd been together a year. By accident, I didn't realize it. That's so me, it's comical now, but...to this day she refuses to speak to me. I hurt her too bad.
Then, I dated my best friend. Suffice it to say, I've spoken about it before, it was a mistake.
After that, I tried again with the mother of my kids for about three weeks. That ended up being my second daughter lol. We decided mutually we were just friends, whatever was there initially wasn't there anymore.
A passing fling here and there, nothing serious since.
All those girl varied wildly by height, weight, features and perdonality. What made me fall in love with them? I don't know. A general air, a way. Sone things that annoyed thr hell out of me initially I ended up missing later. A look, the way they smiled. What I saw in their eyes. Mostly that, I think. The eyes are a portal to someone's soul, I've always believed. Which is why I rarely, with very few people, look into them. No need for them to see what's in mine.