So you ask yourself when you've come under his attention, Are you Dateworthy?

You want it to be a yes. But is that what the scenario is really? Your thoughts keep circling. A female is surrounded by so many ideas of how a person finds interest in her.

it's pretty hard to keep up. There is that good curve to be maintained, cloths to blend into, fine shade of skin, how her brain and mouth sync together to appeal others, etiquettes and attitude, well prepped hair, hobbies and the people who she kills time with, and oh my my. This will not be stopping here.

When a relationship matures in time he finds solace in her, a home to look back to.

just a step forward after he leans in to get her attention back. They collide and gracefully bloom.

The strive to keep up mutual attention, needs struggling efforts while blooming. As if you do lose your color with him, together you will wither.

The true cycle of good and bad days together envelopes them. Sometimes apart, sometimes together. She still needs to have that glow of belonginginess or the fear of things progressing to the oblivion conclaves her mind. She wishes to smoothen her moves around him but she does fail. She wishes not to be bothered by his darkness but she is. Parallel imperfections transcends perfections and then she loses.

Maybe the female charm worn out, her beauty was left to dry in the dark, she wakes up one day feeling like a privy losing her way back home. Maybe in due time he just forgot to reflect back attention.

But then there are the core happy memories of mutual attention to look back. That times where priorities mattered the most, genuine bonding that never ceased to lessen, deep talks, pleasant wrapped bodies around each other, places you together wandered, things you fought back and in the end you only unravelled love. Eventually you derived some parts of you which was dateworthy enough to begin and end things with. Afterall people get lost only to be found again, this time, slightly repaired.