I’m going to play devil’s advocate for just a moment, and I’m not saying that Kim K does not deserve all the smack talk she’s gotten over her failed three-month marriage, but, as a woman that has loved and lost many times before, I do feel bad for her.
63% of you said “yes”, and while I want to side with all you positive people, my personal experiences have proven otherwise. Maybe it was me, or maybe it was the other person, but every time I took this turn in a relationship, it eventually crumbled apart. The “break” created baggage, a baggage so large it inevitably lead to trust issues. As for passion…yes…I think a “break” can spark passion, ever heard of the “fighting and fucking” phenomenon? But it’s probably not the healthiest way to do it.
If you need a break, maybe what you really need is to move on.
Two hours later, I push my chair back, and lean over the table, “I’m going to take five in the ladies room.” I stand up.
Phillip follows my lead and comes over to me, as I round the table. He puts his hand on my arm, it brushes up the side of my neck, his gaze pierces mine. This is the longest we’ve ever gone without breaking out into a passionate make-out session, and I feel the tension, as he moves closer to me, whispering in my ear, “it’s straight back and to the left”. I can feel his breath on my ear, it makes me breathe deeply, excuse myself. As I walk away, I can feel his eyes on me…
I put both hands down on the bathroom counter and look at myself in the mirror. What are you doing Hannah? My emotions are playing a tug of war. I’m engaged, in love, confident in my decision to be with Christian, even though, yes, it did all happen very fast…I need to pee.
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