One of the things that's a known hazard of loving someone is being unavoidably blind of their flaws. Assuming that the negatives are coming from yourself or from the world, it rarely occurs to you that this perfect being, this unmarred soul, could in fact be flawed. They can make mistakes. Repeatedly and of the same nature.
Maybe you let them babble endlessly, only absorbing the occasional sentence - but isn't the sound of their voice magical?
Maybe you're thrilled they remembered your birthday, even if they've forgotten all the other important dates - but your birthday is the most important!
Maybe you let them be right, even when they are dead wrong - but who's right all the time?
Maybe they keep you up at night, with their snoring or tossing and turning - but feeling their breath on you is just the balm for the insomnia.
Maybe they're moody
Maybe they smell bad
Maybe they lie
What a horrible revelation to find this dusty catalog of sins lying underneath the corpse of your love. Oh, what a fool you've been. How could you have tolerated it for so long? All that time, and you never saw it. Why didn't I listen to all those people? Damn me!
NO. Damn them. Go ahead. Trade the old veil for a new one if you like.
Love is infinite - and infinitely patient.
Posted by Matt at April 2, 2003 03:04 AM