He's not the least confused. It's just the way it is.
She's turned him into some kind of a masked hero because she doesn't speak or write about him to anyone.
They're together but then again they're not. She'd call him "boyfriend" but only at rarest occasions when she's finally had it keeping her jealousy inside. It's her way of conquering her insecurity.
And she is easily jealous, most of the time for irrational reasons.
They're together but then again they're not. She'd call him "boyfriend" but only at rarest occasions when she's finally had it keeping her jealousy inside. It's her way of conquering her insecurity.
And she is easily jealous, most of the time for irrational reasons.
Don't get her wrong. It's not like her whole world is fixated on him. She goes out with other men, and sometimes hope that it's the right guy for her.
He, on the other hand, would not say anything about it. Heroes have feelings but the world has no interest in it.
In any case, he's already learned the stages of her changing moods from happy to sad, or from love to jealousy.
So has he gotten used to it by now?
It has taken them both considerable time to know each other. And when they finally proved to each other that no matter how much in love they are with each other, they're simply not meant.
That no matter how much she pulls him closer, takes advantage, kisses and rips him of his self-control, he could never be persuaded to give her...
"Just one child," she'd say.
Their life together and yet, not really together, would have spotty "break-ups." Funny when they're not really.
But he'll tell you what is real.
He's sad when they're "quiet" and he does suffer when he chooses not to make the first move.
It's happened that they've been "strangers" for a week and, in slightly serious cases, more than a month.
And then, perhaps when she can no longer stand it, she'll drop a note.
And to him, no matter how ordinary that word may be, the sound of that word would radiate in his life like the sun peeking behind the dark cloud.
But he, of course, would never tell her that. There's no need.
Then again, she'd vehemently disagree and tell him that she needs to know.
So he'd tease her because he knows that she's simply fishing.
And she'll still insist so he'll just say it.
In any case, he's already learned the stages of her changing moods from happy to sad, or from love to jealousy.
So has he gotten used to it by now?
It has taken them both considerable time to know each other. And when they finally proved to each other that no matter how much in love they are with each other, they're simply not meant.
That no matter how much she pulls him closer, takes advantage, kisses and rips him of his self-control, he could never be persuaded to give her...
"Just one child," she'd say.
Their life together and yet, not really together, would have spotty "break-ups." Funny when they're not really.
But he'll tell you what is real.
He's sad when they're "quiet" and he does suffer when he chooses not to make the first move.
It's happened that they've been "strangers" for a week and, in slightly serious cases, more than a month.
And then, perhaps when she can no longer stand it, she'll drop a note.
And to him, no matter how ordinary that word may be, the sound of that word would radiate in his life like the sun peeking behind the dark cloud.
But he, of course, would never tell her that. There's no need.
Then again, she'd vehemently disagree and tell him that she needs to know.
So he'd tease her because he knows that she's simply fishing.
And she'll still insist so he'll just say it.
It's cute. Maybe. But half of it is really sad.
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kids should know that...
Intimacy is both the ability and the choice to be close, loving and vulnerable. Intimacy requires identity development. You have to know yourself and your innards in order to share your self with another. Knowing yourself makes it possible to stand for yourself in an intimate relationship without taking over the other or losing yourself to the other. This ability to be separate and together in an intimate relationship and being okay with that is called self-differentiation. (wikipedia)
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