Let me tell you a story...


There is this chick named Kelly. She dates a guy named Wayne. They have been together, on and off, for about 2 years. The words “I love you” have never been spoken. But, they always seem happy when they are together, you can see so much mutual admiration in their eyes. Yet, the “I love you” drought, combined with Wayne’s lack of interest in the bedroom has Kelly feeling a bit insecure.

He treats her like a queen all day, everyday. Anybody watching them could easily see the affection they have for each other. They obviously LIKE each other.

But, on the evenings that they spend alone, he pretty much just watches television. He rarely makes any attempt to become amorous with Kelly.

To make matters worse, Wayne regularly rebuff Kelly’s advances. So, as any woman would, Kelly feels a little bit less than desirable.

One evening she wanted to tell Wayne how she felt. She had waited all evening for him to make an advance before saying, “Baby, there’s something I need to ask you.”

“Yeah”, he replied, “what’s that, Sunshine?”

“Do you still want a sexual relationship with me?” she asked with a shaky voice.

All of a sudden, Wayne jumped up and put his shoes back on.

“How can you ask that?” he demanded. “I don’t have to be here! I could be at home or crashed out on Mark’s couch! I don’t even have to be in Santa Rosa, I’m here because I want to be!” He stood there glaring at her with those icy blue eyes. He didn't asnswer her question.

Kelly sat there stunned...still feeling the original insecurity and quickly developing a totally new and improved one.

She swallowed and said, “You know, I was just trying to tell you about some feelings that I’ve been having...”

Wayne interrupted her, “Don’t I show you how I feel all day? Don’t I come here? I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t want to be with you.” He still didn't answer her question.

Kelly took the fact that he was still standing as a sign that he was not only angry, but was also ready to walk out the door that was a mere 8 feet away from him.

“I guess I better drop it.”, she said to herself. But Wayne wouldn’t let her.

“I don’t argue, I don’t play games and I keep it simple.”, he repeated. It was his "Dating Mantra". Still, no answer to Kelly's question.

Kelly was baffled. “What the hell does that mean?”, she wondered to herself.

She summoned up a bit of courage and went to take another crack at Wayne and the fundamental quandary:

“Baby, I just wanted to know if you still feel the same way about me...that’s all. It’s hard to be next to you all the time and not receive any affection.”

She foolishly expected a hug.

“Maybe I would be interested if you weren’t always groping ME!” He was practically barking.

Kelly was devastated. Her affection for Wayne was annoying him...and GROPING yet.

“What the hell does THAT mean?” This time she said asked it out loud.

Wayne must have seen the pain in her eyes because he crumbled at that very moment. He sat back down on the couch and began to apologize profusely. He held her tightly. He kissed her twice and then he just turned back to the television. Now Kelly just had more questions.

She sat there, somewhat in shock, struggling to comprehend what had just happened.

She had so many things that she wanted to say, so many feelings she wanted to express. And, as usual, she wanted desperately to say the words, “I love you.“ to him.

But, instead, she placed another small piece of ice next to her heart. This is how some very nice things begin to end.