🌿 Revisit #4 — Me Jane, Me Wondering:
Do You Still Like Me? (When Love Remains, But Liking Fades)
Do You Still Like Me? (When Love Remains, But Liking Fades)
There’s a difference between being loved
and being liked —
and every woman knows it.
Love is steady. Familiar. Expected.
But liking?
Liking is spark.
Play.
Curiosity.
Desire.
The warmth that says:
“I don’t just love you — I enjoy you.”
That’s what Jane was starving for.
Not grand romance.
Not sweeping declarations.
Just the sense that Tarzan still liked the woman she was.
And that ache?
It’s one of the most silent killers of intimacy —
because no one wants to admit they need reassurance.
🌸 What Jane Was Really Feeling
Jane wasn’t questioning Tarzan’s love.
She was questioning her worth in his eyes.
She missed the spark in his smile.
The mischief in his gaze.
The playful energy in the way he reached for her.
She missed being someone he flirted with.
Desired.
Preferred.
Not just someone he lived beside.
When liking fades, a woman begins to fade with it.
Not because she’s weak —
but because being cherished is fuel,
and hers had been running low for too long.
Inside, her heart whispered:
“Do you still see me as the woman you once chased?”
That question carried more truth than she dared to speak.
🌿 What Tarzan Was Really Feeling
Tarzan did still like her.
He just didn’t say it.
He thought she already knew.
Men often confuse affection with demonstration.
But what’s obvious to them
is invisible to women who crave emotional connection.
Tarzan assumed routine meant stability.
Jane felt routine meant stagnation.
He didn’t realize that his quiet comfort
felt like disinterest to her.
He didn’t understand that reassurance isn’t neediness —
it’s connection.
He wasn’t pulling away —
he was just coasting.
But coasting always leads downhill.
🌿 Where the Communication Clogged
Jane waited for signs.
Tarzan assumed signs weren’t needed.
Jane wanted spontaneous affection.
Tarzan thought predictability meant devotion.
Both felt the other had changed —
neither could admit they missed the version of themselves
who used to fight for closeness.
Intimacy slipped through the cracks
between what they felt and what they feared saying.
🌿 How It Could Have Gone Differently
What Jane could have said:
“I know you love me,
but sometimes I need to feel liked,
noticed,
admired —
the way you once looked at me.”
What Tarzan could have said:
“I do like you.
I admire you.
I just forget to say it out loud.
Let me start again.”
What they both needed:
More flirtation
More compliments
More intentional gazes
More “I like you” moments
A return to curiosity
A revival of playfulness
Love is the root.
But liking is the bloom.
Without the bloom,
intimacy withers.
🌿 Series 3 Intimacy Insight
You can love someone deeply
and still make them feel unwanted.
Liking is what keeps the flame alive
long after the initial spark is gone.
🌴 Jungle Laugh:
“Tarzan thought communication was yelling. Jane thought it was listening. Welcome to marriage.”
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