I confess that I think [ a lot of the time] that I blew the one chance I had at happiness on the romance front. Since her, every relationship I have been in follows the same arc: it kicks off, rises, and then runs out of the intensity after the 2.5 month marker (it's the average.) It starts with a delay in response: usually three days to reply to a text, no reply to a Facebook message, and so on.
I do not smother people emotionally, chronemically, or proxemically; in fact, I am the reverse... and I avoid discussing politics, religion, and my affinity for comics, to avoid potential minefields. Yet, every time I've tried, the relationship has the swiftness and intensity of a fire-drake's belch of fire.