People spend so much time impressing each other when they first meet, they try to be everything they think will keep the other person’s attention. They will spend hours texting and chatting, skyping and fucking but then things grow old and we become complacent and our relationship falls into routine.
They begin to assume the other person is happy and content and we quit doing the little things because we no longer feel appreciated. It’s the little things that keep us coming back and its so nice to know someone is always thinking about us and wanting to do those little things. Keeping sex alive and fresh is of utmost importance but intimacy is even more important.
There always has to be special time put aside for some crazy and silly times, letting go and being kids again, there has to be stolen kisses and ass pinching and there has to be laugher, lots and lots of laughter. If you can keep the laughter in your relationship you will always have a great sex life because you are open to experiencing new things or so it seems.
There is no greater pain of the heart than to think someone is cheating on you and they try to make you think you’re full of shit. The signs are all there, texts and calls returned eventually instead of immediately like they use to be. You no longer ramble on when together but you attempt to grab out into the silence to put a sentence together.
You no longer hold hands, cop a quick feel or steal a kiss and when you go to bed there is an unspoken silence that lies between the two of you like a thick blanket. But the worse betrayal comes in the form of a disease or bugs. I can remember that early 20’s betrayal when I discovered I had crabs and was so grossed out I was on the phone all night with my aunt until the stores opened.
Those where the days when cordless phones were futuristic and you had about a three foot phone cord that kept you attached to the wall. I went in the bathroom and shaved myself to get rid of the crabs as I yelled to my aunt on the phone how grossed out I was. I think what hurt the most is the fucker accused me of cheating to hide that he was.
The one good thing is we werent married because I would have to get serious and kick his ass. The relationship ended but of course we hooked up several years later for a few brief encounters but once someone cheats things are never the same now are they?