Marriage
It's sad to hear when marriages end. It's even sadder these days to hear someone say how much they are in love. Why, because in these days, it's come to the point where marriage is only a temporary situation. Maybe we should change the marriage law to be one like a driver's license, something that if you want to keep, you simply renew every four or five years. There have been times over the past few years when i begin to wonder if there ever will be happily ever after, or true love. It's almost as if there's no such thing as happily ever after anymore, there's no such thing as true love. It's fleeting, it's momentary, it's the mood you get into when you meet and fall for each other but it never stays. And that's when people seem to give up. Is there a reason to believe anyone can find a true life partner. Why do we try, why are we hopeful. This is just ridiculous, and it is not unexpected - that's the saddest thing I can say. As soon as I hear anyone say how in love they are, I start the countdown clock. It's already on it way to being over.
Is this a bad thing, or is this something that we have to learn, something new. Why are we so impatient, why do we give up. And what is wrong with how we choose partners.
Me, it's been forever. I gave up a long time ago, after so many heartbreaks I thought I would never be able to put all the pieces of myself back together again. No, I correct myself. I was scattered all over the earth, my pieces just exploded out of me, and I fell apart, there weren't even any pieces to find, nevermind put back together. I occasionally dream, have thoughts, of a friend, a great friend and partner. Someone whom I can laugh with, share stories with and moments, time, look across at them at breakfast and see crumbs on their face and laugh; lie in bed reading a book and turned slightly so that my back leans up against him and finds comfort. I'm sure I'd wake up in the night just to look over at him sleeping and be happy that he's there, that I found a good friend. This I could never have dreamed of without all the heartbreak, and there's no expectation but it surely would be nice to find someone sometime this life, before I leave, and hopefully it isn't too late.
Is this a bad thing, or is this something that we have to learn, something new. Why are we so impatient, why do we give up. And what is wrong with how we choose partners.
Me, it's been forever. I gave up a long time ago, after so many heartbreaks I thought I would never be able to put all the pieces of myself back together again. No, I correct myself. I was scattered all over the earth, my pieces just exploded out of me, and I fell apart, there weren't even any pieces to find, nevermind put back together. I occasionally dream, have thoughts, of a friend, a great friend and partner. Someone whom I can laugh with, share stories with and moments, time, look across at them at breakfast and see crumbs on their face and laugh; lie in bed reading a book and turned slightly so that my back leans up against him and finds comfort. I'm sure I'd wake up in the night just to look over at him sleeping and be happy that he's there, that I found a good friend. This I could never have dreamed of without all the heartbreak, and there's no expectation but it surely would be nice to find someone sometime this life, before I leave, and hopefully it isn't too late.
I wouldn't mind a friend.
I wouldn't mind believing that it's possible.
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