Someone once said people can’t read each other’s minds, the physical is what we have to work with and thus our focus is there. I admit to regretting having lost “good” people, whom I wasn’t physically attracted to. I might have been happy with them in the long run, given how infrequently I have had love, but then these women for whom my whole being screams desire take that “thing” and throw it in the fire. I attribute it to Maslow’s Hierarchy. Sex was what was missing in “good” relationships, and sex is a need that makes all the other needs wait. You cannot live like that either. No, lust is a thing. That, at least for me, could have easily turned into love, but it takes two to make it real.