CLAIMING MY STAKE
My baby and I went out on a double date with Rano and his wifey, Rina last Friday evening. We ended up at this food place in Ampang where they had a BIG screen to cater to those football thirst patrons, my baby and Rano included. So there we were, Rina and myself, sandwiched between these two men who were so engrossed with the game. Seriously! Their eyes were glued to the screen the whole time!
Had an interesting conversation with my B later that night. We talked about how far both of us would go to fight for what is ours (in other words, each other).
I have to say, my answer lies on the premise that we cannot force someone to love us. And I must admit, matters of the heart are difficult to decipher. More often than not, we are left in the lurch, not knowing where to go or where we stand. I concluded by saying that I would withdraw myself if a third party were to ever come between us.
"You're not going to fight for me and claim what is yours?" he asked.
"Nope", I said.
After all, why would I fight for someone who clearly has one foot at the door? That would be selling myself short! It's either you're in or you're out.
"Well, I'll fight for you. I will fight till every avenue is exhausted. I'll take a moment and think about what I have not done enough and what I could have done more. Sometimes, it is quite easy to take your other half for granted, especially if you've been together for a long time. We tend to forget all the small little things that used to make her smile, for example."
Ok. He has a point. Maybe it was my ego talking earlier on. I sat back and I looked at him. Then I asked myself...would I fight for him? Honestly???
I certainly do not want to lose him. As proud as I want to be, I certainly cannot deny the fact that he IS the best thing that has happened to me in recent years. So...will I fight for him and claim what is mine? Will I admit, where necessary, that I might have taken him and his love for granted? Will I be willing to swallow my pride and work my way to his heart again?
Under different circumstances, I imagine myself brushing off such thoughts instantaneously. A hopeless romantic, yes I am. But I'm not one to bow to any man either (did I tell you that I'm such a contradiction...I even make myself dizzy at times!).
Truth be told, I will fight for him. I'll swallow my pride and admit my mistakes if I am at fault. One quick trip down memory lane left me almost breathless. We're lucky if we fall in love once in our life time. But if we experience it twice, then we are truly blessed.
Had an interesting conversation with my B later that night. We talked about how far both of us would go to fight for what is ours (in other words, each other).
I have to say, my answer lies on the premise that we cannot force someone to love us. And I must admit, matters of the heart are difficult to decipher. More often than not, we are left in the lurch, not knowing where to go or where we stand. I concluded by saying that I would withdraw myself if a third party were to ever come between us.
"You're not going to fight for me and claim what is yours?" he asked.
"Nope", I said.
After all, why would I fight for someone who clearly has one foot at the door? That would be selling myself short! It's either you're in or you're out.
"Well, I'll fight for you. I will fight till every avenue is exhausted. I'll take a moment and think about what I have not done enough and what I could have done more. Sometimes, it is quite easy to take your other half for granted, especially if you've been together for a long time. We tend to forget all the small little things that used to make her smile, for example."
Ok. He has a point. Maybe it was my ego talking earlier on. I sat back and I looked at him. Then I asked myself...would I fight for him? Honestly???
I certainly do not want to lose him. As proud as I want to be, I certainly cannot deny the fact that he IS the best thing that has happened to me in recent years. So...will I fight for him and claim what is mine? Will I admit, where necessary, that I might have taken him and his love for granted? Will I be willing to swallow my pride and work my way to his heart again?
Under different circumstances, I imagine myself brushing off such thoughts instantaneously. A hopeless romantic, yes I am. But I'm not one to bow to any man either (did I tell you that I'm such a contradiction...I even make myself dizzy at times!).
Truth be told, I will fight for him. I'll swallow my pride and admit my mistakes if I am at fault. One quick trip down memory lane left me almost breathless. We're lucky if we fall in love once in our life time. But if we experience it twice, then we are truly blessed.
posted by Ms O at 10:10 am
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