oamronnie: Let me tell you how to get into trouble after marriage: Keep in touch with your ex girlfriend!
What are you doing?! Why are you scouring for trouble? You know she still has feelings for you.
Why are you texting and calling her, speaking in that low sensitive tone as if you never married
It almost always begins with a 'How are you?' A stiff 'I'm fine. You?' So so! That's at 9am. Then at 1pm your mind wanders. Now you want to know how she's doing in her new unit at work. As the Good Samaritan you just want to make sure her feelings are ok; you know, smooth things over... Then she asks if you've eaten. You smile. Kind of reminds you of old times. You smile again. Sheepish smile
Then her ping comes an hour later, followed by "Missing you!" You hesitate, but to be polite you send back "Missing u 2!
And the texts proceed along that corridor, throw in one or two borderline comments and jokes.
Then it becomes "Let me buy you a drink. For old times’ sake." Both of you know what you're doing.
You know you're working to a common answer. You know you're skirting an edge. But you really don't know which edge it is, whether Sheol or Abyss. "Why not?!" she replies. "But you know I can't be seen out with you. You are now MISTERRR! How about my new apartment. You haven't seen it. "Won't mind!" you say, excited in your belly. You're flirting with temptation and you know it. But you are cool! Can handle it!
At the close of work you nervously drive to her apartment. She's just a friend. You can visit an old friend, right? Well she's waiting for you. She makes sure to kiss you on the cheek. Nothing untoward. A friend's kiss. She's just arrived from work too. Only you notice the apartment is rather too cool for that statement to be true. Nervous, you stand up. To look around the apartment. You like that painting. Which one? You're backing her. Oh that one! Now she's standing next to you. Close. You perspire under the skin. You know she wants you. And you want her. But who'll make the move? You look at her. She looks up at you...those round eyes. Why did I let you get away, she's saying...softly, her hands on your chest. Then comes your kiss. It's a tentative kiss. And then the kiss changes nationality. It becomes a French kiss. And the clothes start flying off. Greedily. Just like in the movies. You know you ought to stop. You know you can still stop. But you don't. Then the clasp comes undone. The zippers follow suit. Like a Hollywood script. Now you're an adulterer. All because you couldn't cut off ties with an ex. It ended for a reason, you know.
There are relationships you must cut off once you marry. Especially relationships with high passion potential.
In a marriage, two is a company, three is a crowded stadium. You can't crowd in your ex girlfriend into your marriage. You're going to create trouble. Women are very territorial. And to a woman her marriage and her man are real estate.
Culled from Leke Alder's Letter to Jack.
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Family › Re: Ten Steps To Better Self-esteem by ezicospot(m): 7:03am On Jul 04, 2014
