Pessimistically Optimistic

I could say ‘I miss you’ a million times and not one would lose it’s meaning.

you can’t have it both ways. there’s no ultimatum but there’s no promises either. if I stay it’s because it stopped hurting and if I go it’s because it didn’t.

I always swore I’d never be the “other woman”, but here I am. I feel horrible and guilty and want to end it,but you. You make me feel so safe and happy, and I haven’t felt that way in a long time. I can’t keep doing this with you, but I don’t want to stop.

But when your heart breaks from an affair, there’s no way to talk about it. The world to most is black and white; and in the world of love, an affair is squarely seen as bad. I don’t feel that way anymore. The world is messy. Love is messy. There is so much gray.

Throughout the whole affair, we kissed and felt our bodies pressed together and I swear nothing felt more completely right.

Relationships don’t work the way they do on television and in the movies. Will they? Won’t they? And then they finally do, and they’re happy forever. Gimme a break. Nine out of ten of them end because they weren’t right for each other to begin with, and half of the ones who get married get divorced anyway, and I’m telling you right now, through all this stuff, I have not become a cynic, I haven’t. Yes, I do happen to believe that love is mainly about pushing chocolate covered candies and, y'know, in some cultures, a chicken. You can call me a sucker, I don’t care, because I do believe in it. Bottom line is: it’s couples who are truly right for each other wade through the same crap as everybody else, but the big difference is they don’t let it take them down. One of those two people will stand up and fight for that relationship every time. If it’s right, and they’re real lucky, one of them will say something.

Divorce isn’t such a tragedy. A tragedy’s staying in an unhappy marriage, teaching your children the wrong things about love. Nobody ever died of divorce.

Very often we don’t go elsewhere because we are looking for another person. We go elsewhere because we are looking for another self. It isn’t so much that we want to leave the person we are with as we want to leave the person we have become.