Me Jane, Me Unnoticed: When the Little Things Fade
(Tarzan & Jane Story Series: Part 2 of 6)
Tarzan hadn’t stopped loving Jane. But he had stopped noticing.
In the early years, Jane could count on certain rituals. A goodbye kiss every morning. A cup of coffee waiting when she walked in. These weren’t just habits—they were proof that she was thought of, treasured, seen.
But now, the kisses sometimes felt rushed, even forgotten. The first cup of coffee might arrive, but rarely a refill when he poured his own. To Tarzan, maybe these seemed trivial. To Jane, they were monumental.
It wasn’t about coffee. It wasn’t about kisses. It was about being noticed.
Jane didn’t want to nag. She didn’t want to hand him a checklist. Because if she spelled it out, every gesture would feel forced—done to appease her rather than flowing from his heart. She longed for spontaneity. She longed to be studied. For Tarzan to look at her as he once did—not just as the prize he’d won long ago, but as the woman who still fascinated him in a deeper, richer way.
Instead, she felt like background noise. A steady, familiar presence. A well-worn glove. And with each unnoticed detail, her heart whispered: Me Jane, Me Unnoticed.
This is how marriages erode—not through betrayals or explosions, but through neglect of the small things. The daily choices to notice, to marvel, to nurture.
The good news? The erosion can stop. A refill of coffee. A hand brushed across her back. A whispered “you look beautiful” on an ordinary Tuesday. These are the anchors that keep marriages strong, decades in.
Because in the end, love is not proven in grand declarations. It’s in the small, repeated acts that say: I see you. You still matter. You still delight me.
🌴 Jungle Laugh: “Jane forgave Tarzan for swinging in late… but only because he brought bananas.”
💡Because if we couldn’t laugh, we would all go insane — Jimmy Buffett
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