So when does it all change? When do subtle insignificant daily habits distort into new rituals?
You forget to give a goodbye kiss one day. Is that the start?
In what moment in time does a significant other go from being the very axis in which the world revolves on, into someone you wouldn't mind having a few days away from?
the proposal 2005
Just exactly how long is the "You hang up first. No, you hang up first" stage supposed to last?
Does it all change when a certain level of maturity is reached in the relationship?
It is a matter of reality? growing up? the real world?
Does it have to change? Should it change?
Is the real world anything like the examples that have been shaped for us?
Option one: The couple despises each other and generally makes every attempt to maintain their own freedom. The Al and Peg Budies of the world.
Option Two: "True love," no conflicts, the amazingly thrilling butterfly sensation deep in your gut. Cinderella and her Prince...
Is there a middle ground in there somewhere?
And then there is the deeply confusing matter of expectations.
Some people plan for and expect things to change. For the intense emotions to gradually fade into a flickering candle rather then a fireworks display. Could the world really function if all relationships were as thrilling as that first kiss?
Other people are absolutely dumbfounded when feelings fade and The One suddenly seems just like everybody else. They feel forsaken, hurt, and even angry. The rug has been pulled out from right underneath them. They didn't see it coming. They long for the love that they once had. No other forms of affection seem to compare to that initial feeling.
Is it to think that a marriage can maintain the level of happiness, excitement, and punch, that the first six months of dating provide? Are you jaded if you don't think so?
Is it wrong to strive for butterflies, weak knees, and exhilarating rendezvous? The kind that leave you unable to sleep...
Is it wrong to "only" strive for a slow and steady love? The kind that leaves you feeling grounded, secure, and warm all over...
Can two people, stemming from completely different sets of expectations, striving for different types of love, ever make each other truly happy? Did it have to end this way?
How long do these growing pains hurt?
Can my 40 year-old self just give my 26 year-old self a call? Let me know how it all turns out, okay?