There's this really annoying song on the radio right now that goes, "If the world was ending you'd come over, right?"

To me, if I'm in a real relationship and the world is ending you had better already fucking be here.

I don't want a relationship with someone who only thinks of me at the end - I want someone who's been there all the way through.

what happens when 

the roses aren’t

red

and the violets aren’t 

blue

will you still have love for me 

or will that be gone

too?

              - forever is a long time

Relationship is a construct

It cannot define, it only confines

We seek understanding so we label substance

All while failing to realize

True love cannot be captured by our words of attempted reasoning

Connection was simply ignited before language

You over-rate the one

By falling for every-one

Convinced that they’re A1 so they’re the one

But they’re just a one

For another broken heart

Together is,

Colliding souls, forming unison

Through sluggish ways of days

Through the aches of pains

Through the midst of bliss

Through the millions

Of harmless realizations

That they’re human too

Seeing them at their worst,

Only strengthening your perception of their perfection

Together is this.

And see, so many, they split

Then realize that they were never together

Because together was only their shared fantasy

So they danced around, striking a fragile connection of what-if

Before falling back into reality’s arms

Note: A1 is used by its definiton of: very good or well; excellent

(Just a little wordplay)

an interpersonal relationship

is two stories coming together,

is a flower we need to nourish

to keep alive,

is a task to do

and a gift to receive,

is sharing

much more than a piece of cake

but what you’d have and be

if you gave everything away,

is a complex we try to simplify

by giving it a label.

An old school, hopeless romantic. That’s always been me. I spent years on online dating sites without anything working out. I hated it though. I hated that online seemed like the only way to meet someone these days. But one day I was fortunate enough to meet the love of my life. I was about to delete the app until I saw someone I recognized. We matched and I realized it was actually my brothers old friend from grade school. Turns out he only lives right down the street. With him I realized what a real romantic relationship is. I always shied away from guys and had my walls up very high. My boyfriend put in a lot of work to get through to me. He didn’t give up like every other guy had. That’s when I knew that this was different. He cares about me like no one ever has. What we have is pretty easy. I don’t have to be someone else or hide my feelings. We tell each other everything. He’s sees me cry all the time and comforts me when I need it. We give and take together. I would do anything for him and I know he feels the same. I had my doubts about soul mates and the one until I met him.

A relationship,

Is a partnership.

When troubles arise,

And double in size,

They stay by your side,

Ride or die.

It's a mutual respect,

To emotionally connect,

To always be true,

In everything you do.

To love deeply,

Wholeheartedly,

Passionately,

And unconditionally.

To be best friends,

Till the end,

With all your heart,

Till death do you part.

And that's what it's all about!

To be honest, I hope that we are not entertaining yet another evolution in the realm of relationships. Most people (myself included), have enough difficulty navigating this foggy mess, without the powers that be, moving the goal posts on a whim.

What is a relationship if we aren’t passionately in love? Does it matter whether the relationship began fifty years ago or five minutes ago? Whatever the circumstances or causality or companionship desired… it is what it is. Yes… dear reader… “it is what it is…,” a terrible trope and commonly referred as glib. But maybe in this particular case, you can overlook it and allow it as evidence.

Because as cliché as it is, everything evolves. Everything changes. And so does the desires and needs of each unique relationship, as well as each individual within the relationship. Who am I to decide or say what YOUR relationship requires or negates? Who the hell am I? It is an unfortunate part of life, but truthful, especially when the powers that be, move the goal posts on a whim… expecting us to have some effervescent understanding of love simply because. It’s an emotionally messy game. And please don’t keep score. For the sake of all that you love… do not keep score. Its beautiful, its brutal… for the selfish and the caring. Find the balance. Balance the compromise.

It shouldn’t be complicated. However, being human is complicated. Living this waking life is treacherous enough, but what a damned beautiful mess it is.