Catch me if you can! Why am I chasing you again? The success of a relationship takes us running toward one another. It also takes us running with each other. I am not the guy for you if I have to be fatigue to prove that I am worthy of you. Wouldn’t that only breed resentment? I know, your mother told you any man that really Loves you would work for your Love and your parents are still together. I bet your father has either cheated on your mother multiple times and she spend majority of her life chasing him. Or your father has never been respected by your mother and she is only still with him because she hasn’t found someone that she can respect that actually wants to marry her. Either way, that old fashion way of thinking would have history repeating itself. And Looking at the way you just frowned when I made that statement, shows me you don’t want to be your mother or marry a man like your father. So, let’s start over my name is Aziz and I will only date you if you are willing to meet me halfway in this relationship….
Betty woke up everyday wishing Tom would stop drinking and cheating. She believed she was being loyal by dedicating everything she had to allow her marriage to function. At least that is how Betty was raised. Her mother stayed, raised three children, and her father was barely present. When he was home they would argue about other women calling, him not spending enough time home, and he would threaten to leave. Her mother would turn around and beg him not to leave. Betty thought the world of her father because when he interacted with her he was such a sweet and Loving man, but that interaction would only occur sparingly. Now, Betty is nursing her own marriage, holding on to the good times. I mean, she married him for a reason. He has a great heart, wasn’t afraid to commit to her, and made her feel special before the drinking, cheating, and anger. How could she turn her back when she gave her word?
Sitting at the foot of the bed, restless from all the unresolved thoughts racing through my mind. Couldn’t sleep an ounce because my head is pounding. The argument last night, left me believing this would be our last night. I am tired of proving my worth, when the value of our relationship should be enough. One vein protruded out my forehead, neck visualizing that same anger, and my voice is mixed with the Love for your soul and the hate of your skepticism. Yes, I will hurt you over and over again because we are sensitive to those we Love the most. But, I will never betray you nor do anything to play you. I am so tired. I can’t compete with your endless doubts which are misplaced. I would understand if I made a habit of coming up short or acted on the cheating accusations of your thoughts, but I have done nothing but been thoughtful and have always stood tall. I fell in Love with such a confident woman, your insecurities have taken that Love for granted. Now, I sit at the end of the bed contemplating if this would be the end of this being our bed. When the morning before we woke up and shared a kiss….
On the train, sitting across from a cutie that exactly my speed. I look into her eyes and my heart begins to slow, danger all in her pubils. I know she is trouble. I drop my head to disconnect. I lift my head, she is looking my way, when I look, she looks away. We have already connect, yet my stop comes, and I walk off train….without her name. She’s the past just that fast!~AzizBrown~