Late night conversations. Giggling. Butterflies. Dinners. Flowers. Walks. Kisses. Kindness. Attention. Gentleness and most of all TIME.
“If we were together baby, I’d do this and I’d do that. I’d treat you this way and never make you feel like he/she is making you feel right now!”
We spend so much time trying to convince each other that we’d be good together, that we should be together, that it feels right. So how come once we decide that yes we can work, we stop working?
The late night conversations are less frequent. The giggling becomes sighing. The dinners are often solo, the flowers have dried up and died (potpourri bish), the kisses only happen when there’s sex, not just because. The TIME, oh the Time is now spent arguing, bickering, nagging at each other.
Once we get that label we wanted, husband, wife, girlfriend, boyfriend, boo, shawty, whatever, why do we stop trying? Why do we stop caring? I’m not saying arguing isn’t healthy, it’s very healthy. I think if you don’t argue, then you have no passion left. It’s a thin line. You can’t argue and then walk away and not discuss it. You shouldn’t argue and then ignore each other, clam up and say nothing. You have to resolve things before you fall asleep.
Not everyone will resolve things before they go to bed. Not everyone has communication skills and techniques, but it’s important that we learn them. It’s important that we take TIME to realize…..what’s really important to us!
Do we stop trying and giving our time and attention to the person we promised to treat better than the last guy/girl, because it’s no longer a pleasure or leisure activity, has it become a chore?
Listen to Ne-yo, “…we can be as happy as we want to be girl, but we gotta make it work…”