I wonder. I just wonder. How many people end up with each other simply because it’s there.
I see some people I’ve known for years who have obviously been dating for years. They don’t seem like they are really madly deeply in love. It seems more like they hit their thirties, they’re still together, so they both mutually decide “hey, we’re not getting any younger, we’re hitting our prime, we like each other enough to be together this long, lets just get married and have some babies.”
I mean when I put it that way it sounds really sad. But is it? Once we all get past our first true love we realize that the majority of what we realize as that passionate first “love” is really all in our head. It’s what we think it is rather then what it really is. We build the other person up in our heads to be who we want them to be rather then who they really are. Eventually we fall into a true relationship that isn’t as crazy as our first love, but it’s certainly real and honest. It may not be that Romeo and Juliet experience we thought, but we’re too mature for that now anyway.
What we have is life and love that is true companionship without the bullshit.
Then we wake up one day and realize we’ve ended up happily ever after and it’s nothing like the story books tell. In fact it might be better.