Unless one is secure in one's own attractiveness, whatsoever that might be based on, it becomes hard to accept the attractiveness of your partner; preferable to see them as loveable but resistable to the opposite sex.
At which point the other is liable to assume the role delegated to them, in order to play the part the partner desires, in order to please them.
They might play that part so well they come to forget what anyone ever saw in them, (including their partner).
Until someone else comes along and reminds them.
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