Exotic fruits and sour cabbage salad.....

In the beginning of a relationship, almost all men arrogate themselves a huge responsibility and they are building a pedestal of the importance that you cannot achieve even with the funicular.
Without doubt, "they will never change in a bad way", they will assure us all the comfort and the safety that we need, and "they will never lie us"…..
And we, women, we are standing and we are watching in their mouth (at everything they say) and we are astonished by the "luck with fly" that happened to us. And we are hoping that everything we have seen in movies, that man always calm, loving and careful to miss the mark.
After that, little by little, each of us observes that the guy there, to whom we tied our days, it's just a guy, far, far away of the declared perfection, a little megalomaniac, an apparent and conceived toreador who lies no matter what. There are days in which you can die, or yell, or cry just like a maniac, but he can hardly notice. There are moments when, on the contrary, you are capable to give a lot of money in order to stop him talking.
What he is saying today it has no value tomorrow!!!
And…we are falling one by one, as soon as we have the revelation of the expression "outside the fence is painted and inside we see how little the leopard is!
Where are those sacred promises and that look that melted because of you?
Where is that good guy who helped you whenever you need it, reason for which all your friends envied you?
Not somehow all "the publicity" from the beginning it's just a ritual of the conquest, it's not somehow the swelling of the cocks or the caracole of the monkeys?
The truth is that our men are not trying very hard but they are capable to say a lot of foolishnesses, to present us the universe like a memory from the childhood.
But would have we paid them so much attention if instead of an extra evaluated CV, they have told us loud and clear how the things are going on?
"I will cheat you because I can't stop myself, I will lie to you, I will snore away just like a pig; I won't pay attention to you all the time or I won't be interested in you, I won't help you in householding; I'm a normal guy that has all the faults that other guys have".
I would pay to see this.
To see that woman who will go in front of the altar with that man that offered such a thing.
We would not even appreciate such a truth, even if we hate to be lied.
We want to fall in love, to sing in the street, to dream with our eyes opened.
I think that we have the quality of letting others to lie us. We know that all that is happening is just a fairy tail with Prince Charming that will disappear in the morning.
But we are postponing as much as we can that pink life that, dam it, at least in the beginning to take advantage of. They are courting us, we want to be courted. Then everything gets back to normal. Only if we had that power of breaking that lovely story from the context of the relationship and thinking to it just like a journey to the Red Sea , maybe we wouldn't suffer so much discovering the portrait of a Dorian Grey. It's beautiful on the hot sand, lied down on the comfortable lounge chair, with a cocktail, without any schedule, without obligations. But can we afford to spend loafing like this, the entire life? And hardly after 3 days of exotic fruits, would we have an appetite for a potato' food and sour cabbage salad?
In other words, let's take men promises like a sweet lie. In this way, the contact with the reality won't hurt us anymore. And what a wonderful joy we will live then when at least 1% from everything he says it will come true!