Have you ever been a part of a Velcro couple? You know, the clingy type of couples who can’t bear the absence of each other for a good whole hour? I haven’t. Thank goodness for that (RockerDad would have a heart attack when he receive my phone bill). I know a few though.

One of these Velcro couples happens to be close friends of mine. So close in fact that one half of the twosome was a housemate of mine. Let me describe the severity of their Velcro-ness. They would often talk on the phone and by often, I meant every waking hour. They go out almost every day for at least 3 hours at a time (which to me is too much dating time for a couple that has been together for 2 years) and would continue on with a phone call when she’s already settled in her room. Her roommate often finds herself crossing the hall to my room just to escape all the mushiness.

I frequently find myself with her in conversations like this:

Me: Don’t you ever get bored?
Her: Of what? Each other? I don’t think so ^^
Me: But, what do you guys talk about all day, every day?
Her: About everything. There’s always things to talk about. If it’s not about us, it’s about other people.
Me: Well at some point you must’ve run out of things to say.

(Note: Fine. These two are the most talkative people I ever knew. If they don’t have things to talk about, they’ll create something)

I had asked them (on different occasions) “How come you’re so clingy to him/her? I know you can stand on your two feet.” They both had the same answer; they were possessive of each other’s companion.

No wonder I can’t fathom Velcro-ness. I’ve never been the possessive type. I’m not the one to question and need to know where/ who/ what/ when of him every minute of the day. I don’t believe that being together means being joined at the hips. It doesn’t mean that I don’t care though.

With that said, the couple I mentioned is not as bad as some other couples. They do their own thing; she with her love for fortune, him with his love for fame. They have their own set of friends that usually don’t hang out with each other (some of her friends have a strong dislike for his >.<). They don’t ’share’ a brain; they are their own person.

FYI, I’m not condemning all the Mr. & Mrs. Velcro. Do as you please but could you do me a favor? Tone down on the PDA thing (I’m embarrassed by it), please. Pretty, pretty please with a shiny red cherry on top. Thank you ^^