When I was young, I wanted a fairytale romance
Who doesn't?
Who doesn't want to be swept off their feet? Who doesn't want to spend their days in blissful abandon, full of passionate stolen kisses and hands clutched together at every possible moment?
Who doesn't want someone to know and love every inch of them, to look at them in wonder and admire them for everything they are?
I got married
And for a while, it was a fairytale romance
We kissed
We made love
But as time passed, the passion shrank a little at a time. The sparks stopped flying quite so much.
And maybe you are thinking
"How sad, I would never want that"
But let me tell you
I had never stopped to consider the beauty
Of a comfortable romance
The kind of love you come home from work to, and it is waiting with open arms and a kiss on the forehead
The kind of love that wraps its arms around you when you wake up in the dead of night from some ridiculous half-remembered nightmare
The kind of love that makes sure you have your favorite ice cream always stocked in the freezer, in case of bad days
The kind of love that knows exactly what kind of soda pop is your favorite, what kind of candy, what kind of chips
The kind of love that doesn't wait for you to ask for pizza for dinner.
I never thought to consider
The love
That I am now lucky enough to have.
