...I hate the phrase "love of my life". I don't understand it. What does it even mean? I tried to google it but all I came up with were some songs by Queen and Erykah Badu and excerpts from people's MySpace Bios. *barf*
Don't get me wrong, I love love.
I just don't see how you could know that someone is the "love of your life" if you are say... with out a learner's permit. How do you really know they are the love of your life if you haven't even lived all of your life yet? Especially if you are just dating this person. Shit happens and most likely if you jinx yourself by using the phrase "love of my life" to describe your significant other and they will break up with you at some point and you'll feel like a dumbass for shouting from the rooftops about the "love of your life" that is now the heartbreak of your life.
As you read this I'm sure you are not aware of the fact that I am totally butt crazy in love with someone right now. I know I sound super cynical but as I get older, I like to think I am getting smarter about love and relationships. (I should note that most of my friends would disagree with this statement. Whatevs yall. What. Evs.) I just feel like you shouldn't utter that phrase until you are standing next to your spouse of 50 years looking out window at your children and their children playing in the yard.
Now that I've gone to lunch and returned to this drivel on my desktop I'm not really sure where I was going with this at all. Maybe I was just cranky because I was hungry...
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