I've never denied the truth in the statement that men "like a chase."
The thrill they derive from finding, courting, and nearly consuming a woman is not one easily matched.
And so I wonder what happens when the chase is over.
When after all his running around and her playing coy the pursuit comes to an end and it's the relationship that suddenly seems trivial.
You can't chase your live-in girlfriend, fiance, or wife around the house without seeming strange. And if she turns down your advances, the end result isn't a surge of testosterone like it used to be, but an increase in dissatisfaction and communication.
Where once a chase ended in gain, it suddenly ends with a finality.
The desire is gone... because the prize has been won.
And after all his thrills it seems the gal has turned from the sought after trophy itself...
To the women who simply spends her time dusting it.