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warch... nicely said... I think you helped put it a little more into perspective for me.
I really think that the root of the problem isn't really in the debate between "does true love exist?" vs. "is love surreal?"..
It really has more to do with our definition of love. Take for example the tried-and-true "love story" Romeo and Juliet. That lil diddy is held up as the pinnacle love story of the ages. But take a closer look at it... it's a story about a couple of young teenagers who meet, spend 2 days together, run off and get married, and then kill themselves.
Is that really love? Or is it lust? Or maybe simple infatuation? Whatever the case may be, we accept the idea that love is this explosion of fireworks that's realized from the first instant you meet your Romeo or your Juliet. We hold that as our standard unit of measurement... and when real-life fails to meet that standard, we're let down by the harsh reality of it.
When maybe we shouldn't be definining love by two teenagers that spot each other at a paty and sleep together on the first date...
Maybe love should be defined by the person who wakes up next to their partner that's working on a healthy little beer belly, has terrible morning breath, and never seems to be able to remember to set the alarm.
And they're OK with that.
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