The End Of The World - it's my new favorite song by the Cure, and I know that Robert Smith is married, to his childhood sweetheart or some schmoopie thing like that, but I was listening to the lyrics telling myself - only a married person could feel this way and write this song!
Ignorance Disclaimer: I have only truly been in love with my husband, and I've never lived with a man except for him, after we were married, so I will grant that I just may not have been in any other situation that would lend itself to inspiring a song such as this...that said, I'll move on.
There was a point this week that tension arose in our home, words were said, looks were given, and dinner was eaten mostly in silence. There wasn't an argument, more like frustration. I was leaving for my kickboxing class, and he wanted a hug and a kiss. I wanted to just tap him on the shoulder to let him know I was going. Hugging and kissing just involved a little more intimate personal space than I really desired to share with him just at that moment. I wasn't agry, just needed a little room. So I gave him his hug and kiss, got into my car, and this song was on the radio.
Love and marriage include with them some of the most aggravating opposites I have found. I love Seth so much, but there are some times when I can't stand him. I'd love to throw up my hands and walk away sometimes but I have nowhere to go, I wouldn't leave him to save my life. The idea of growing closer together is such an exciting one, but the hard road that leads to the closeness is absolutely repulsive to me. That's what the song reminds me of. "I know I've screwed things up, I know we both wish some things were different, I know you could hurt me so very terribly, but I can't help loving you, and I know you feel the same way." It's like being equally drawn to and repelled by someone at the same time, it's a very tense situation.
I'm glad marriage isn't like that all the time. I cherish the days and weeks where everything is good and we're sickeningly lovey dovey, it makes those other times a little more distant and bearable.
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