The relationship game

It was that simple to start:

A woman get jealous of her boyfriend because he said that another woman has better legs than her.
So the woman got upset and thought
“Damn you! I can’t believe that you are checking at her leg after everything I have done for you!
I deserve someone better than you!”

Then she went out with a guy who has better car.
Nothing happened, it was just a date. She only wanted to make the man jealous,
After all, she need to teach him   how it feel to lose her , and that she had better offer , as she always was.
It was meant to be a little warning.

Obviously the man was outraged when he found out about this. He got really upset, and his ego was threatened.  “She can’t do this to me! I am not like any guys! I will teach her a lesson!”
So he went out with another woman who is better looking and more popular than his girlfriend.
Even worse, he kept on talking about her in front of his girlfriend.
Nothing is wrong. He just did what she did. It was a counterattack.

She got hurt. He got hurt.
They started to spend every date talking about other rich men and beautiful women.
They started to exaggerate compliments towards other people just to hurt each other.
“I have better offer than you”.
“There are so many people better than you out there”
“I won’t die if I don’t have you”
Then it went on from relationship issue to everything under the sky.
“My wealth is more than yours.”
“I have more A in my transcript”
“I am better at singing, jogging, dancing, badminton, whatever things”

They don’t mean all that things.
They just want to threaten each other.
Everything implies the same thing:
“I am me myself and I! “

So it went on and on and on. All dates are fighting stages to threaten each other.
They flirted with others, talked to others, wished that their partner can be a little bit more like anyone else but themselves.
Of course, at the end they broke up.
And it was painful, certainly.
For the first time they suddenly realized that other people’s legs, cars, wealth, talents, and beauty do not actually matter for them, or anyone.
But what matters, has gone.

The irony is… while they were doing the argument and ego battle; they were actually in love with each other.
Now how drunk were them again?