These are the moments I stay for.

This is the closest I will ever come to being able to explain how I feel when I am around you.

In a perfect world, marriage would be forever lasting. But forever is a word that has become useless and meaningless. Some people feel trapped beneath that word. As if forever has redefined their life and they no longer have a say in what tomorrow holds. Every day, I see at first hand the corruption of marriage. I see on going battles that are never won nor lost. I see the depression behind the eyes of those whom seem upharmed by the words the slowing break the wall of confidence and self asteem. I see how divorce becomes a conversation that is talked about commonly behind closed doors but only to hurt each other;not to consider. I see how one of the partners feels financially trapped in their own person hell. I see how two people can tare each other apart and they become the walking living dead. I see her say “never marry anyone like him”. I hear her say that if she believed in divorce she would be gone. I see her suffer. I see him suffer. I see how they eat each other alive and how the sores never heal. If you’ve faught your battle for too long I want to believe it is okay to walk away. Walking away doesn’t always imply failing. Walking away at the sight of a problem is failure. But a battle that can’t end on its own has to be walked away from.because now their daughter is a victim of their failed marriage. She wants to run from small problems in fear of becoming the mirrored image of her parents. She fights just because all she knows is to fight when u disagree. She wants to put up her guard and never love because to her love equals suffering. And the poison for it all was marriage.