an opponent that should not be underestimated.
Marriage is hard.
Marriage is work.
Marriage is a cactus,
blooming rarely, too busy surviving.
Marriage is monotonous.
Marriage is boring.
Marriage is a scratched record,
hiccupping over and over.
Marriage is not pretty.
Marriage is harsh.
Marriage is a make-up counter mirror,
intensifying things you just don’t want to see.
Marriage is scary.
Marriage is unknown.
Marriage is an unblazed trail,
interrupting a path that’s already worn down.
No matter what punches marriage throws at you,
Love is the root that grips you to the earth.
Love is the song, the reason you put the record on in the first place.
Love is the light that shows the beauty in imperfection.
Love is the machete, the reason you felt confident starting this journey.
Love is your secret weapon,
the only thing that can save you from marriage.