Random Thoughts by Pauline
June 5 2014, Thursday
When
a man loves a woman
How do men show their love to
their ladies? A poem or a bouquet? A diamond ring or a watch? A sports car or a
yacht? A hug or a tender word? Some quiet moments together? A walk on the
beach? All these are too good to be true! Such scenario only exists in fairy
tales, movies and dreams! Any girls who harbour such fantasies will definitely
go crazy! Yet even a mature lady like me, I do sometimes entertain myself with
such an imagery – a surprise kiss!
As a romantic relationship
develops, the man and the woman become husband and wife and then father and
mother, gone are the sweet talks and even the physical appeal. Their
conversations are never about how they feel for each other but always about the
third party – the children, the pets, their careers etc. Soon the wives find
that the time spent with the husbands are always in crowds of friends or
relatives or colleagues. They are not spending time alone anymore! Wives dare
not make the moves as all ladies won’t! They are waiting for their husbands to
re-discover their femininity. That sometimes is hard when the wives have long
decided to reveal their true selves in front of their men. While women can
tolerate men’s receding hairline, big tummy and untidy habits, men secretly
pray that their mates can retain their youthfulness. When their wives can’t
satisfy their fantasy, they look elsewhere! These days, they don’t have to look
too far.
Once the first unfaithful step is
taken, the husband sees everything wrong in the wife! Yet the wife who might
have smelt disloyalty endures hoping the derailing is only a fling and the man
will soon be back body and soul! He might and he might not depending on the
pull factor. He keeps the wife and the family as they provide a safe haven he
might have to go back to!
Here is part of the lyrics of The
Carpenters’ "Love Me For What I Am" which sums up how a woman feels
the change in her man.
We fell in love
On the first night
that we met
Together
We've been happy
I have very few
regrets
The ordinary
problems
Have not been hard
to face
But lately little
changes
Have been slowly
taking place
You're always
finding something
Is wrong in what I
do
But you can't rearrange
my life
Because it please
you
You've got to love
me
For what I am
For simply being me
Don't love me
For what you intend
Or hope that I will
be
And if you're only
using me
To feed your
fantasy
You're really not
in love
So let me go
I must be free