Aging makes people change, either in good or bad way.
My point of view about love, relationship and marriage has been so different from mine some years ago. I don't really remember much but I can recall, in some point of time, I thought love would be something ridiculous and it must be fulfilled of lies to remain. In another way to say, I would think there was not such a thing called love since people kept cheating and lying to their partners. I used to think, maybe I would need sex, but I wouldn't want marriage. Then, another time, I started to believe, love is just a game of two. But either there was love or not, marriage would exclude all those feelings and left you in responsibilities of being wife/husband/daughter-in-law/parents/etc. Meaning there was no time for romance and it would end the love anyway. After all the thoughts, I stopped thinking of marriage for awhile. It scared me. I got lost in reasons why people had to get married. When my ex asked me to marry him, the first respond from me was, SH*T. I didn't want it and I wasn't ready for it. I didn't want a role of a wife. Cooking, cleaning house, taking care of children, ironing. whatever. I didn't want to do it for anyone.
Then it all changed.
In such a crazy progress.
Full of tears.
Being broken down.
Disappointed.
Happened in a row.
To make me realize, how wonderful to have someone to fight, argue, miss and love.
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