When I had stopped
Note: Just like their own self-destructive body and soul, they can’t believe in the existence of this eternal calm and peace where I am found. Yes, my body is self-destructive too since it will one fine day evaporate amongst the dust. But after many hundreds, if not billions of close encounters with cheating and bitchy sluts have shown me a strange disconnect with themselves and wanting to have a relationship with anyone outside of themselves.
Our physical needs to have babies and to die in the companionship of a stranger who cares about us might very well be the cause of all this hoopla (marriages and divorces) but still, blaming the other for our inability to stay in the relationship, without having to rush for conflicts since we like things our way or highway.