In my experience, once you're "fighting for love", it's already over.
The actual 'romantic love' part is never a fight. It is essentially physical attraction, but another component is wanting to hang out with the other person all the time.
You'd never be fighting for the love of a person who is initially not attracted to you or doesn't like your personality enough to already want to hang out.
'Fighting for love' supposes there is some love in the first place - that you're able to fight for.
This means that fighting for love occurs some time after the beginning of the relationship. Normally, the later part of the relationship.
First time I felt that deep heartbreak was with a woman that I initially didn't want to commit to.
College. Dorm life. Before me, she was for the streets from what I hear. She latched on the the Breh and I didn't mind her hanging around.
I still went about my biz as normal - not claiming her and still skirt chasing - for that whole schoolyear, but she was always waiting for me when I got back.
We sublet an apartment for the summer instead of going back home. Then we just started living together. For five years.
I was still evil then and I cheated with gusto, but eventually I felt close to her. I thought she would be there for me no matter what.
Of course she got fed up. Told me it was over. That fire in her eyes was ice cold.
And I TRIED. And TRIED. Promised to do right. Stayed home waiting for HER to come home like a sick little puppy. Dying inside cause she was staying gone all weekend and just doing what she wanted.
No amount of 'fighting' would have worked. She was already done. I don't blame her. I was a monster. But there literally was nothing I could do after it became necessary to try to 'fight' for her love.
And after that. I just be like "fukc it". When I see that fire die out in her eyes and she's talking to me all businesslike and shyt. I just fall all the way back.
cause I already know.
love isn't a fight. Love is like the gravity of a black hole and can't be resisted.
The actual 'romantic love' part is never a fight. It is essentially physical attraction, but another component is wanting to hang out with the other person all the time.
You'd never be fighting for the love of a person who is initially not attracted to you or doesn't like your personality enough to already want to hang out.
'Fighting for love' supposes there is some love in the first place - that you're able to fight for.
This means that fighting for love occurs some time after the beginning of the relationship. Normally, the later part of the relationship.
First time I felt that deep heartbreak was with a woman that I initially didn't want to commit to.
College. Dorm life. Before me, she was for the streets from what I hear. She latched on the the Breh and I didn't mind her hanging around.
I still went about my biz as normal - not claiming her and still skirt chasing - for that whole schoolyear, but she was always waiting for me when I got back.
We sublet an apartment for the summer instead of going back home. Then we just started living together. For five years.
I was still evil then and I cheated with gusto, but eventually I felt close to her. I thought she would be there for me no matter what.
Of course she got fed up. Told me it was over. That fire in her eyes was ice cold.
And I TRIED. And TRIED. Promised to do right. Stayed home waiting for HER to come home like a sick little puppy. Dying inside cause she was staying gone all weekend and just doing what she wanted.
No amount of 'fighting' would have worked. She was already done. I don't blame her. I was a monster. But there literally was nothing I could do after it became necessary to try to 'fight' for her love.
And after that. I just be like "fukc it". When I see that fire die out in her eyes and she's talking to me all businesslike and shyt. I just fall all the way back.
cause I already know.
love isn't a fight. Love is like the gravity of a black hole and can't be resisted.