There was this man at the party yesterday.
He just kept staring and staring and staring at me. Made me so uncomfortable.
Why didn’t you tell me yesterday? How dare he!! Bloody fool!!
Finally I got so annoyed I looked right at him and told him what do you think you are doing? Why are you staring at me?
And?Oh why didn’t you let me set him right yesterday itself? Staring at MY wife!!! What the hell did he say ?
He had the gall to tell me I was looking gorgeous and the color I was wearing brought out the highlights in my hair. Can you believe that?
What Color? Highlights? You had highlights done? When?
Two weeks ago. For our 9th anniversary.
Lets call it a day.
As in cease fire?
As in cease relationship.
Over a little fight?
Over a series of little fights. And almost fights. And conflict. Loud and silent. Over weeks and months. I have lost track now.
And we started out being the couple who never fought. Can’t believe that was ever true.
Well…. it was.
I doubt we can go back to that situation but at least we can try.
I am tired of trying. Maybe every relationship starts out like a racehorse galloping towards a finish line. Maybe we are the racehorse that was lazy during training and doesn’t have the stamina. Just relying on youth and muscle. But we are salivating at the bit now and we can’t go on. Lets stop before we hurt ourselves.
And do what? Leave each other? Find someone else?
Alright then. No more fighting. We are no longer a couple. We can move on with our lives. We can find other people. We can be happy again.
Can we start tomorrow? There is a party tonight. There will be only couples there. I don’t want to go alone.
Ha.. ok. Fine. But I have nothing to wear.
Which would make for the sadder tale?
Being the only lover in a world of cynics
The only cynic in a world of lovers.