KEYS TO HIS PLACE... Hmmm?

My two cats once hated each other when first introduced,
(and also for the firs two years they were "getting to know one another.)

Wait! What in hell does that have to do with my love life, if at all?

But in time, with my cats, they realized that they need each other,
for whatever reasons, whether to save themselves from boredom,
or to be able to blame one broken vase on the other... cat.

Oh, anyway...

It's the opposite for human beings, though right?

With humans, it's awesome at first, am I wrong?
You know, the sniffing butts and chasing tail part...
but then after the first few days, weeks, months or years (depending on individuals' situations...)
the infatuation dies and so does that love, or as I like to call it, "the sex!"

(And so does everything good in-between.

Then.. it just gets awkward. Right?

"Should I give her the key to my place?" turns into,
"FUCK! I GAVE HER THE KEY TO MY PLACE!"

"Kisha... girrrrl...the SHIT that MAN is capable OF ! " (Turns into,)
"Kisha! You would not believe what that asshole did !!!"

.. Dammit all, I wish we were REALLY like animals,
I wish I didn't feel compelled to give him back his key.

I wish that we could continue licking one another as if no one's watching.