The last two men I got super attached to had certain similarities.
Both of them were older by at least 10 years.
Both of them were nerdy, intellectual, and created rather immersive and slightly odd worlds inside of their homes, where they lived alone. I'd call both of their homes, "a strange place" but for completely different reasons.
Both liked cats.
Both were barely taller than me (I'm 5'3") and had bellies like barrels, not just kind of large, but hard, not soft squishy fat bellies. Apparently a body type I favor in a man.
Both were naturally somewhat sadistic and were rougher with me than partners tend to be, though Zen is much better at this.
Both had a voice and laugh that I loved to hear.
Despite being older, neither one is significantly balding.
Otherwise it's hard for me to pin down patterns decisively. Because my love life has had such big chapters to it. From my slut rampage teenager days to my 18 year marriage, to my attempt to date and find a middle ground between exploring my sexuality and owning it...but not quite slutting like I used to...since I left my ex. I can't assume that the things I used to see in the interactions of my high school days will have much bearing on what I'm doing now.