One day you're in, the next you're out. Maybe it was the loneliness, maybe it was my addiction to the newest trend or maybe it really was love. I may never know, but what I do know is I know nothing, but I've got blackjack.
We gamble away money in hopes of a large return, but aren't surprised when we walk away broke. Yet, when it comes to our romantic interests why does the gamble become ten times more risky? No matter how long you know a person, you never really know them. The closet addictions and pet peeves won't be disclosed until the ending. The quirks that once were funny and cute are now painfully annoying. It's too late now to find a common denominator while the seas are parting.
If you get caught up in the fantasy don't be surprised when you are rudely awaken to discover that love hardly ends with a white picket fence.
So what happens after "I love you"? A shit-dragging brawl. How many couples actually make it down the alter after those three little words and how many stay happily together until the end?
Kate
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