I wanna grow old with you

This is probably the question that comes up so often you're tired of hearing it. I am too, but I can never let the discussion go.

"What makes a person choose to live the rest of their live with that one other person?"

I was in the car with my parents going to a wedding. Then out of nowhere I started humming "I wanna grow old with you, I wanna die lying in your arms" by Westlife. Other than the fact that I was humming such old crap from a cheesy boyband whom I still dearly loved, I came to the realization of the complex thing called love.

The radio magically played a Westlife song, "Over seas and coast to coast, to find the place I love the most; where the fields are green, to see you once again, my love."

Oh dear...

I used to not believe in love. Or men. Or long term relationships. I was proudly saying aloud; Live without men! They only make you weak. Phew, such a radical feminist I was!

Then I met a boy. A boy who made me realized I am capable of loving and so much more. But then life separated us, and here I am, alone again and tempted to go back to where I was; not in need of a man. Too much hassle and pain involved, from what I vividly see everyday.

So, hearing these love songs really does the crossbow-ing of the heart. It reminds me how fragile things called love is. Then it shoves me into the reality of marriage/long-term relationship. How many couples in this world actually stay together until the day they die? How many of them actually hold hands in goodness and bad? How many actually grow together and finally rest in peace together?

In reality, what if we're not meant to be monogamous? Maybe that's why so many men cheats? Dealing with the evolution fact that defend the spread of the seeds.

It all started with loving, caring, and surprises. Then it became boredom and just a habit. I am frustrated in thinking how hard it is to be together...

Then Shania Twain came along with her song, "I can see you with me when I'm older. All my lonely nights are finally over. You took the weight of the world off my shoulder, when you kiss me"

Not really the right song :(

The term I can see you with me when I'm older; seems so unnatural. The only thing that matters and real is now. The present, the right second that we're in! How do you know the future? You don't. Thing change...

I've seen how a couple photographed so lovingly in their wedding day, 30 years later photographed inches away from each other. I've heard how couples fight for things that they didn't years back. I've seen them grow apart instead of grow together.

Today, I think it's fair to blame it on poetic words and sappy love songs.

I also wish that philosophy deals more with the cliche and complex entity called feelings of love.

Maybe then, we'll be able to make reason of our heart.