there often comes a time when something gradually loses its appeal. and that something i'm now wondering about, are relationships. no, before you ask, i'm not in one.

here's an excerpt for you to read:

I thought back to those early days of my own special romance, when i floated, rathere than walked. I never got hungry and frequently forgot to eat. when my true love and I were apart, I spent every miserable moment thinking about him. I was wretched until we were together again, sometimes as long as two or three hours. Life was one glorious rush after another - when the phone would ring, or I'd hear him at the door, or when our hands would accidentally touch.

Now, this is the same man who today, remembers our wedding anniversary no more than once every five years, who rarely closes a cupboard door or drawer after opening one, and who resists replenishing his wardrobe until i have to secretly get rid of his more disreputable things to maintain family dignity.

I wouldn't say he's predictable, but he asks,"What did you make for lunch?" six days out of seven. Most recently he repeatedly asked, "What do you want for your birthday?" so often that finally worn down, i named something. He gave me something else.

He enjoys TV or movies only if they have car chases, explosions or shooting every seven minutes, and then only at ear-shattering volume. He considers it his right, by virtue of a being born male, to control the TV channel selector, and is hormonally incapable of speaking softly or closing the front door without causing the whole house to shudder.

I thought of the attentiveness we'd lavished upon our relationship in the beginning, and how, eventually, the endless demands and routines of running a household, rasining two children, and juggling careers had stilled our hands and averted our eyes.


right, it seems pretty funny. but isn't it just as likely this will happen to you a well? the romance, the spark dies. no more excitement. some might say: "that's life. it's inevitable. time passes, things change."

and at which point, does laundry, work and bills become more important than those precious time spent between partners? unknowingly, distance will creeped in on two people who loved each other.

relationships will be drowned out by the demands of day-to-day living, where many people take it for granted. some think they have a very committed relationship. but think again. you might have a committed relationship, but it seems committment is all there is. and there, all there is left are two strangers existing together, each going seperate ways. it's just empty committment.

or maybe, the relationship started out wrong in the first place. you're not in love with the other person. you're just in love with the idea of love. it's nice to be loved, pampered and adored. and then soon, insecurities start streaming in. how long will he stay? when will he meet someone else? how does he really find you? do you even love him? why are you together in the first place?