The beau just described our relationship as “friends with benefits, plus commitment,” and I was like yeah, that’s pretty spot-on.
It got me thinking, though. I occasionally wonder sometimes if we’re missing something. That thing where people can’t get enough of each other; go crazy over each other. I know that happens in real life. It does. I’ve seen it. It’s never happened to me, though. The most I’ve ever experienced is a mild crush. Is that because I simply never met the “right” person for me?
[Scene: The beau is reading this right now with a furrowed brow. Excuse me, madam?]
Who’s right for me? How can I ever really know? Why did I choose the person I chose?
I always thought I was going to marry a hipster artist intellectual, so. That didn’t really pan out. And maybe it’s good it didn’t, since I probably would have fought with that person a lot more.
Maybe it’s okay that we missed out on the romance boat. In my casual opinion, highly passionate relationships burn out quicker. It’s like the genius syndrome — you’re so busy being transcendent at one thing that everything else falls to pieces.
[Of course I’m an authority on these matters, having been married an entire two years as of today.]
I have a pet theory that people whose marriages are based on friendship last longer than those whose marriages are based on romance. Biased much? Yeah, I am. As someone who never felt like I was drowning in the pools of my lover’s eyes, I totally am.
Your thoughts? Your experiences? Care to prove me wrong?