Seven stage of meals
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Stage 1 – The first contact
We’ve seen each other for the first time during brunch...
Her eyes of coal drew me in, like water to sponge
I wasn’t planning on meeting someone like her
It’s so pathetic to see what guys would do for the right girl
I joked and rhymed and made her laughed in succession
All I remember was that I think I left a good impression
Stage 2 – The chasing of the wind
At lunch, I would take note of her favorite food
To let her see I am going to be her special dude
For all I want to know is about her and her art
For all I want is to hang out and never part
And every time I see her …. She just simply stole my heart
Some would say that this is the sweetest part
Stage 3- Honeymoon
This is the time when we were officially a couple
Afternoon teas, passionate and long cuddle
Every joke she says I would give chuckle
I’m in love and I am truly humbled
Stage 4 – Comfort zone
We begin to be more at ease with each other
I’ve even met her mom and her younger brother
We would always cook dinners at home together.
Getting too comfortable with one another
Stage 5 – Limit break of tolerance
All our bad habits were shown when we moved together
Your little gestures and my need for supper
The quarrels and fights boils up our blood pressures
It’s getting hard to imagine that once we were more then lovers
We fight and we patch up over again
Repeat this cycle and the relationship strains
Stage 6 – Downward spiral
I started working late until the wee morning
And perhaps we were past our final warning
The effort to try is not worth it anymore
When we start to ignore each other phone call
I ate my breakfast alone as you stomp out the door
We don’t know what we can restore
We can’t even remember what we argued about
All I know deep down is that …. We both want out
Stage 7 – Letting go
We did end on a neutral terms and start to walk our own paths
No longer shall we to face each other’s wrath.
From brunches to lunches, afternoon teas, dinners and breakfasts with her
I learnt my lesson; I shall only drink liquor
Foreword
An old story/poem I wrote
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