"****** it, can you not be so condescending!!!!!"
"me?! you just always think you're the right one!!!"
...
marriage.
a decision made at a moment of impulse.
to tie your fate to another person,
and spending most of your time to make it work.
i thought love was to make the person happy.

it isn't.

it was about making the person make you happy.
the desire to have control over one another.
wrestling.
ultimately,
a game of power.
a game where you make someone bow before you.
meaningless lies and promises to gain trust.
"i'm sorry love. i'm so sorry. it's all my fault. let's not do it again."
just to break it again.
the cycle continues.
and we just wish that love will make this all work out.
but my dear,
love itself does not equal marriage.
and it will never.
I love you,
and i mean it.
can we not go on with this.