The first time you fall out of love always sneaks up on you, because you never learned the little signs. You never learned how to distinguish between the proper fights that need to happen and the grating, stinging, ugly ones that start to take the place of regular conversation because they are the only words that make you feel engaged anymore. You’ll say to yourself, “We just fight a lot, we’re both hard-headed, we both want our way a little too much.” To everyone else, this will sound like a petty excuse for the two-hour dinner you made everyone sit through while you shot barbs at one another across the table. But to you, it will sound perfectly reasonable. You’re just passionate.
But the worst, of course, is when the misguided use of the term “passion” is no longer even applicable. You’re not fighting anymore, you’ve just grown cold. You’ve grown indifferent. You have found a feeling that never used to be in your emotional vocabulary, a sort of numbness to the person who has touched you so much that they’ve worn out their fingerprints on your skin. You no longer know who they are, and they can’t identify themselves. You’ll let yourselves ride along on months of placid apathy, speaking to one another only when it’s necessary, henpecking to get a job done or snapping when asked a simple question. You will have become inconveniences in one another’s lives, a fly that needs to be swatted away but which, for the time, is easier to simply live with.
PS-You should have someone love you and love you forever at that. Loving the wrong person teaches you what you truly deserve by loving the right person. Love cannot be one sided or else it doesn't exist. ... Any woman just wants to be loved forever and always, not for the time being.
PS-You should have someone love you and love you forever at that. Loving the wrong person teaches you what you truly deserve by loving the right person. Love cannot be one sided or else it doesn't exist. ... Any woman just wants to be loved forever and always, not for the time being.
