The Curse of Super Dave

This post is not directed toward any one person or any singular event. Though, it is a result of recent events and conversations in my life.

I am under the suspicion that I am a cursed individual. I don't know if it is some crazy gypsy curse put on me at birth, if a lil leprechaun cursed me due to stealing his gold, or if I simply have a string of bad luck. Here is the basis of my Curse, I consider myself to be a pretty good guy. I love God. I care about people. I laugh a lot. I am honest and real. I could go on, but won't. I mean to make it simple, I'm f'n Super Dave. It's not just a clever nickname. But for some reason, all of the ladies I pursue don't have the "x" factor towards me. By "x" factor, I mean chemistry, attraction, romantic leanings, feelings, the whole "like " aspect. They like me as a person and friend but not as more. I am told I am a great guy, but the feelings just aren't there. I don't fault them, and I don't fault myself. It's not something I can create for them. I have tried before by being romantic and sweet but it didn't help. So, I have decided that I am cursed. Cursed by being an awesome guy who has not possessed the "x" factor. Damn that leprechaun and his f'n curse...