I've been walking around lately feeling like there is no man in my life. I thought again and I counted, instead of zero—I found four.

HOLD UP.

No. I'm not going hoe-rogue on you. Let me explain.

There are currently four men that entertain my current requirements as a single lady. Instead of one all-encompassing super-awesome man, these four serve very different roles. Allow me to attempt to clarify by keeping their identities unknown (as best as I can) while preventing myself from sounding like a "hoe fasho" at the same time.

Mr. Omitted ------ (haha, you know what this means).
Mr. New New hangs onto every word I say. Its terrible because I can't say that I remembered many details about him after our initial meeting. However, I did find him attractive enough to give up my number, and here we are, officially past date one. We'll see if he asks for date two.
Mr. Bad-News-Bear should be nowhere on my radar. I have red flags tagged all over his ass but he makes me feel like one sexy fucking lady. He showers me with compliments anywhere from my physical appearance to my intellect and personality. He has no business telling me these things because his attention should be focused elsewhere, BUT I EAT IT UP, because I've been hungry for a while now. I didn't think this one would still have my attention, but it turns out he makes me laugh, didn't expect that.
Mr. History is obvious, you already know. He finishes my sentences and vice versa. He starts reciting a lyric from a song and I jump in. He orders me my favorite drink at the bar without even asking. He tells me that my favorite should be made with Rye and not Bourbon. I taste it, damn him, he's right. He sends me music, links, news, etc. etc. etc. all relevant to the interests I've adapted from him. He knows me, inside and out, he is my history still trying to figure out his place in my present.

Currently these four separate men only fill a single role on the surface. They provide attention, positive feedback and good times. There is no deep love or affection involved, there is no one to call crying to when I have a bad day (luckily I don't have those often), but I'll take what I can get, cause this is just what I need right now anyway.