Dance in the Full Moon

O, the Frailty of Memory

Friday, March 16, 2012

3.16

I can't pick her up. Not that I'm unable, but she doesn't allow it. Power. She's insecure without it. I'm clueless with it.
Allow me to paint a scene for you, now that you know: I picked her up. Just once. Just a little. I spun her around in a hug. Was it over from that point on, or did something deeper happen? Can my human brain really allow me to blame something so artificial? So superficial? So very, very dumb?

3 comments:

  1. My sister once dated a guy who could bench press twice her weight. One time, he picked her up and spun her around and wouldn't let her down. He kept pretending to drop her and freaking her out and then laughing at her for being afraid.

    Men have strength, and that is sometimes a wonderful thing. Other times it is terrifying. Most women cannot physically stop a guy from doing anything he wants to do with them. So being picked up and spun around when one does not trust the guy doing the spinning doesn't sound like that bad of a reason to break up with a guy.

    If a girl/woman does not want to be picked up by her guy/man, she doesn't trust him. Is not wanting to be picked up by one's significant other an indicator of a broken relationship? Maybe.

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  2. Yeah, I know. Ain't it great how life plays little games on us?

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  3. No. They're a bit too sadistic for my taste. Schadenfreude, or something.

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