It’s a gusty Wednesday evening, and here I am, wrapped in solitude, swaying to the sweet melodies of Harry Styles’ Fine Line. As Watermelon Sugar fades out and Adore You gently rises next, I can’t help but smile at my impeccable taste in music—it’s so good, it almost blows my mind. (I mean, let’s be real, I’m a music connoisseur, and that’s just a fact.)
I should be writing—really, I should—but my mind is a blank slate. I’ll keep jotting down whatever comes to mind until something worth reading emerges. In the meantime, with love songs filling the room, I can’t help but wonder: What’s your take on marriage? Why do you think people choose to tie the knot? Why did you get married, or why would you consider it?
Here’s my take: People get married for countless reasons. Some for tradition, others for the promise of family, many for a sense of belonging. For me, though, it’s simple. I don’t want to share my incredible partner with anyone else. So, we throw on wedding rings—our own little armor against the world.
But really, it all boils down to one thing: companionship.
At the core of it all, we long for someone who understands us, someone to share the mundane moments and the grand ones. Someone to talk to about our day, to gossip with, to laugh with. In the years to come, we won’t have the same youthful radiance we do now. Let’s face it: the allure of sex might fade (and that’s assuming we can even muster the energy for it in the first place). Hormones will ebb, and we’ll all find ourselves aging—so much so that the mere thought of sagging scrotums becomes something we have to accept. (Seriously, picture it—floating in the jacuzzi. Yeah, not pretty.)
But here’s the thing: When all those physical changes come into play, companionship will be the glue that holds us together. It’s the quiet moments. The comfort of someone who makes you laugh without trying. Someone who sees your quirks as endearing. Someone who gets your jokes, who feels your sorrow, and shares in your joy. The person whose voice brightens your day, whose gaze fills you with pride. The one you can’t wait to return to, day after day. The one you’ll grow old with, hand in hand.
That, my friend, is love and what is love ? Let me know your thoughts