The thing about relationships these days is we love the rush of chasing someone we like
We love wooing them
We do all sorts of that'll bring them to us
The thrill of the chase makes us go crazy
The more the person we like runs
The more we follow them
And when we catch them the thrill goes quiet
It's sad that we stop doing what we were doing before we got them
Basically meaning we have them already
"It doesn't really matter if I stop,I have him/her already"
