Was reading Lisa's blog and this caught my eye
WHY SHE LEFT YOU FOR ME!
Women cheat too, and I'm just the lucky bastard that saw what she needed and slipped in right under your radar. It didn't take much. All I had to do was appreciate her. I am the man that you WISH you could be, the man you once were when you first started courting her. I've learned that I should always compliment my woman, and give her that attention she needs. Because if I keep taking my girl for granted, there will be some guy, some player, some lonely man who see's her value and snags her from me.
I'm the guy who recognizes she got her hair cut and colored and I'm the one telling her how she looks amazing. I notice when she isn't smiling and I ask her why, and I listen to her reason, then comfort and soothe her. Remember when you did that? Remember when seeing her cry broke YOUR heart? Remember how she lit up when you gave her that teddy bear you won for her at the carnival. She still has it, ya know. She still remembers those days and while you lay sleeping, another night of ignoring her, she stares at you and wonders what happened, why you lost interest. She blames herself. Did you know that? She blames aging as the culprit, or her own sexual prowess. Your ignorance is making her feel insecure.
I'm the guy that makes HER dinner, AND does the dishes. I smile as she eats, knowing she feels pampered and catered to. I slip a gift under her napkin. An old silver locket she had been looking at when we visited a flea market. She never said she wanted it, but when she held it, she told me her grandmother had bought her one just like it and she lost it during 7th grade summer camp. I listened. I watched her face, and her eyes well up as she stared at that locket. I want her happy. I bought it. She wears it now all the time, not caring if you see it, but knowing you wouldn't notice it even if you did. You're so stupid she could tell you that you bought it for her years ago, and you'd never remember anyway. That's how much YOU pay attention to your woman.
I light a fire and we snuggle together, and I kiss her. I kiss her for hours, running my fingers through her hair. Of course I desire her, but she loves to kiss, and I'm not going to rush this moment. I'm going to savor every second with this amazing woman before she has to leave me to go home to you. Remember when you use to kiss her passionately? When was the last time? When was the last time you held your woman, kissed her, caressed her and didn't expect sex? When did you stop wanting to seduce this beauty and just go in for the instant gratification? Can you even recall?
We then make love. I know each spot that touches her senses and makes her respond. I know how to please her as I don't only listen to her needs, but I'm in tune with her body. I'm connected. You disconnected a long time ago. She melts to my touch, and to be honest, I'm not the best lover at all, and I'm not an adonis by any means, when you meet me you'll wonder if your girl is on crack, but...she see's me as an adonis because I'm good to her. That's all a woman really wants. She wants to feel desired, loved, appreciated and valued. It's not really all that physical with us, it's emotional. And a smart man knows that for a woman to have great sex, she has to be engaged with her mind. The greatest sexual organ is the brain, remember that for your NEXT wife, dude.
I'm the man that walks her to her car and watches her drive off, standing in the rain or even the snow, and I insist she text me when she gets home to make sure she arrived safely. Not you. You're already asleep and smiling because that nag was out of the house, but if you only knew what she was doing, you wouldn't be so smug.
She climbs in bed next to you, wearing MY t-shirt....MY locket...and doens't bother to shower my scent off of her body. She wants it to envelope her. She wants to get caught. She wants out. She wants to be with me. She slips into a deep sleep, dreaming of our next encounter and she smiles upon waking when she rolls over, grabs her cell and I text her, "I miss you"....That's who I am!