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Monday, June 27, 2011

push, force, pull, retreat.

They walked for miles until they came to a cliff. They both stared down into an abyss.
"what should we do?" he asked.

He was good at asking questions, but not good at providing answers. He was always happy being the one without the burden of responsibility.

He was also the one that led her here:

on the edge of a cliff, looking down into an abyss.

there was no wind, the weather was flat. Neither hot nor cold, just flat. They had many years together..a shared life which consisted of outings with friends, drunken moments punctuated by disappointing sex, families and bank accounts merged. He knew her well and she was comfortable.

too comfortable.

Something needs to give, she thought. she found herself growing distant as the years passed, he found himself getting old and set in routines.

She found herself deeply entrenched in a passionate love affair with her boss. There were many late nights and business meetings. While he stood home and watched amateur sex videos that had flat-chested brunettes with large asses, which closely resembled his crush in Jr. High.

She knew of his porn, he knew of her affair. Both played dumb to the facts. They were not making any sudden movements, anytime soon. They had history.

History between 2 people can either function as a strong bond or a rope that binds too tight, and sometimes even both.

so they kept on. Accumulating years, memories, wounds & doubts.

and here they were, standing on a cliff, looking into an abyss.

so many questions
no one wanting to answer.