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We all enter into relationships with a degree of blind optimism – within days (for the more logical, weeks, perhaps months) we will have convinced ourselves that what we feel is love, and that two years later we will be part of a happy marriage with a picket fence, 2.7 kids and a well-trained dog.
When miraculously some of us find this particular brand of happiness, which is not all that uncommon if the number of couples celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary is taken into account, thousands more are brought up dreaming of true love that doesn't require a dozen heartbreaks and litanies of "I'll never love again" whispered against mascara-streaked bathroom mirrors.
After the first bad fall self-preservation warns us against diving in head first with the same enthusiasm; after the third, maybe fifth, we will promise to our lover-of-the-moment (whom we hope will be the one worth forever) that we'll "take it slow" and drag out the inevitable.
Learning from past disasters does not stop us from putting our hearts out again and again, but no matter how carefully we repackage them, and how much time we spend perfecting the satin bow, they are no longer as enticing as the virgin hearts we started out with. A heart, a muscle, by definition cannot shatter. It is resilient, far more so than the brain, and is the only thing truly keeping us alive. And therefore, despite being pulled and wrenched, and folded to fit all manner of decorative boxes, we'll keep looking for the one that fits the cracks in our own.
And eventually we'll find.
When miraculously some of us find this particular brand of happiness, which is not all that uncommon if the number of couples celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary is taken into account, thousands more are brought up dreaming of true love that doesn't require a dozen heartbreaks and litanies of "I'll never love again" whispered against mascara-streaked bathroom mirrors.
After the first bad fall self-preservation warns us against diving in head first with the same enthusiasm; after the third, maybe fifth, we will promise to our lover-of-the-moment (whom we hope will be the one worth forever) that we'll "take it slow" and drag out the inevitable.
Learning from past disasters does not stop us from putting our hearts out again and again, but no matter how carefully we repackage them, and how much time we spend perfecting the satin bow, they are no longer as enticing as the virgin hearts we started out with. A heart, a muscle, by definition cannot shatter. It is resilient, far more so than the brain, and is the only thing truly keeping us alive. And therefore, despite being pulled and wrenched, and folded to fit all manner of decorative boxes, we'll keep looking for the one that fits the cracks in our own.
And eventually we'll find.
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<div align="center">“if two past lovers can remain friends,
it's because they're still in love
or never really were.”
possibly the truest thing i have ever read</div>
it's because they're still in love
or never really were.”
possibly the truest thing i have ever read</div>
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All of it, so true.