In every story of love, the ending is always the same. One character finds their true love in one other character. Of course, there are exceptions to this. There are love triangles and love squares and other love geometric shapes. However, it is always the same — a romantic relationship is meant for two.

I recently got into a debate about why relationships fail (broad topic, I know).

Anyways, I stated that my belief was lack of communication is the number one cause of relationships failing. Lies are what cause distrust which lead to the destruction of a relationship.

My opponent in my debate believed otherwise. He stated the reason why relationships are always failing is that women create the drama by asking questions we do not want to know the answer to. He stated that he can have all the love in the world for his woman, but he may lust after other females. He said that as long as his significant other does not find out, the cheating is never going to be an issue. He explained that he would not lie if his girlfriend was to ask if he was cheating. However, he would hope that she was ready for the truth.

I can understand his argument. If his lady never finds out about cheating escapades, then I guess they do not exist enough for them to hurt anyone.

However, let's take this argument a little deeper.

I can not understand how lust can overpower love. Love should include all of those emotions--adoration, lust, and infatuation. How can lust for another female destroy all the love you had for your one?

If you are able to cheat on your love, then what makes you think you were even in love in the first place?

Secondly, if your significant other were to cheat on you with someone they are supposedly lusting after, would you be alright with that?

Cheating is something that is so selfish. To risk a lifetime of love for a few seconds of lustful adventure. Is it honestly worth the chance to destroy someone's love for you to fulfill your own sexual agenda?

Love is so much more than being comfortable with just one person. Love is so much more than dependability on another person. Love means more than that. Maybe I am old school, but I refuse to believe that the love of my life can find lust in another woman rather than find it in me. I have more faith in love than that.