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She’d never felt more alone. A solitary aloneness in a relationship where love and friendship should flourish. Yet she felt as parched baked and thirsty as if she were sitting alone in the midst of the Sahara Desert.
“What went wrong?”
“Nothing, we’re perfect as we are.”
“That’s what you think?”
“Yeah, I don’t see anything wrong with our relationship.”
“I’ve already explained my feelings on the matter and you simply don’t get it.”
“I don’t, no. I provide, work hard, you want for nothing, what more could I give you?”
“How about love, affection, a meaningful hug, great sex?”
“What you’re saying the sex isn’t good?”
“I’m saying you don’t have any emotions about anything, not what’s happening around you, your life, our marriage, you don’t even have an opinion on what you want to eat. Passable is enough for you. It’s not enough for me.”
“Then I’d say you have a problem, not me. I can’t believe we’re having this conversation period.” Paul shook his head and walked away. “Women, who could understand them?” he whispered quietly.
Adrian loved that he provided for her, he was right in that she wanted for nothing. Still, they had long since stopped enjoying anything in common. Their life had become drab, dull, boring. He gave nothing, expected nothing – he simply existed. All the promises he’d made about what their life together would be like had long since vanished.
She wandered aimlessly like
A shriveled presence so ghostlike
Existing day to day not really there
Felt not seen unheard but aware
There had to be more than an existence now arid
No moisture of romance, presence unheralded
Wandering aimlessly dreams at an end
Standing on a bookshelf, an empty bookend
Nothing in common, not a spark of need
No conversation or interaction to proceed
Emotions like anger, laughter, love, affection
All so empty, surrounded by feelings of dejection
How could he not understand a woman needed more
Than the daily drivel and slamming of a screen door
Vibrance, lushness, thrills and unexpected surprises
A walk in the park, holding hands, sparks tantalizes
The human soul and love from deep within
Keeping you warm, she desired this more than anything