It’s not just the sex…
Don’t get me wrong, the sex has to be good. It doesn’t have to be mind blowing (although that’s a plus) but it does have to be good. And, in the end, it can be great and it still won’t be enough for her to stay. It won’t be enough for her to love you when shit gets tough. There’s more to it than that. There’s knowing that she wants ketchup and pickles only on her burger and knowing that she wants an extra shot of vanilla in her iced coffee. Knowing where she gets her nails done and what shade of makeup she wears in case you have to go get her some. You have to know when she needs a pillow behind her head on the couch without her asking. You have to pay attention. I’m not talking about making eye contact while she talks. You better do that too by the way, but I’m talking about knowing more about her than you know about yourself. And in the end, after it’s all said and done, the most important thing is the truth. She has to know the truth no matter what. If you can’t tell her the truth then you’re just wasting her time and that’s a damn shame because time is short anyway. It’s not easy. So many people want easy. Love that doesn’t end ain’t easy. Love that keeps growing ain’t easy. But here’s the thing. It pays you back in so many ways. It makes you smile when no one is around. It’s a feeling that people can see in your eyes. It’s a deep down punch in the gut that you never get over because you never want to and it’s the best drug you can ever get a hold of. It’s love and it’s free if you work for it and when you find it you’ll never let it go because through all of the pain and the hard times and anything else that the world throws at you, you’ll know that you can back to back with her and the world can’t touch what you’ve got. Yeah, it’s that damn good.
Beautifully said…….
And this is only the start…
