The Truth of the Matter

I know you have some great belief that you and I were meant to be.

That we will be together forever.

I hate to break it to you, but this is not true.

In fact it is impossible.

In two years,

in five years,

in ten years,

even physically together,
we will not remain the same people and things will not be the same.

It doesn't mean I don't love you,

It doesn't mean I don't value the time we share.

It just means that sometimes I think you forget your reality.


I hate to have to be the cynic in this relationship,

(and you the romantic, my what a gender-role-reversal)

But I grew up in a house where love was not a reality.

You will be the first.

But you will not be the only.