It wasn't long but when you leave, you turn back and wonder why you didn't leave earlier.
It isn't all about the sex
but That kind of anger when you know that you can't be close intimately to the person whom you love.
S went out with him that day.
She just said it was cold, and he just came forward and hugged her.
She knew it was wrong and that she should be rejecting his hug but why didn't she?
it wasn't the cold weather, it was the coldness in her heart. The kind of warmth from him felt so real,something she hasn't felt for a very long time ever since her marriage was so task orientated and the passion flickered away. A kind of warmth they both agreed to leave temporarily until things stabilized but eventually came to a standstill when her husband overlooked what she needed.
What can I do but just listen to s relating.
She did not tell me what happened for the rest of the night but I guessed it was nothing saucy. Though I was pretty curious.
We realised women are like cats.
needing constant affection and Yes they will reciprocate back with all their love but once they feel neglected, their heart becomes so cold and the door to their heart opens so widely that anyone who walks pass is a glimmer of Hope.
S told me her husband doesn't even feel anything Is wrong with their marriage. Spending time with the kids, telling the maid what time cook, getting the kids to bed, sleeping on the same bed but opposite ends, weekend is him going for golf with his friends, her bringing the kids out and so on. Everything seems so peaceful and indifferent and yet many a times she screamed for affection it was left on the shelf.
She asked me if she should carry on with E.
"Would you get hurt?" I asked.
"Haven't I already?" She replied.
I smiled.
We bade both with a merry Christmas as the clocked ticked 12.30.
Somehow or rather. Eerily a tinge of familiarity.