If we knew the ending to all of our relationships how would that affect the actual relationship?
Would we rather know from the start or do we enjoy the ignorant bliss?
My sister and her boyfriend started dating at their junior prom, and he is going into the military this June. He is her first serious boyfriend, and they have known from the start that it would end in this way. She said that it makes her dread her senior prom, her graduation, and all of the happiness that usually flows with such mile markers.
To most of us, that is heartbreaking enough to never even consider the thought, but to her, it's better to dance while the song is on. That’s always been more of my approach to relationships. Nothing is permanent. Not everyone is meant to be together, but I find it fun to explore who I am with the different people I am with.
I have been with more serious guys, who are dedicated and secure. And, with that, I seem to be the one who is the more adventurous of us two.
In contrast, I have been with more wild guys, and they always seem to be challenging me to new heights—daring me to push myself.
Everyone plays a role in who they are with, and I feel like that is what we are most nostalgic of when we miss someone else, not necessarily who they are entirely, but how who they are makes us feel when we are with them, when we are laughing about an inside joke and our shared humor. We miss how our significant others make us feel when we open up and share our hearts, or when they are transparent and share theirs. It's about the trust and the bond that we share.
How sad it is when people are forced to go their separate ways and the road that often leads there. Sometimes parting is amicable. Most of the time it is far from it, and that is where the confusion sets in. Often, somewhere in the back of our minds, we cannot imagine our life without this person, so for events to lead to such a split, they must be irreconcilable.
Would we still be here knowing how it ends?
