The Seven-Year Itch

Love and hurt comes in one package. It is almost impossible to love without coming out unscathed. But, love is also a choice. A choice that you have to make every single day of your life. It's not something you want today and hate tomorrow. It's a life you have to lodge in or to dwell into. You have to live with the all the jungle of snores at night, the bad breaths in the morning, the funky smell of farts, the ear-tearing noise, the unavoidable arguments, the heartbreaking fights, the cold treatments, the tear and bile stained pillows and everything else that comes with loving someone. You have to embrace not just the good and the cheesy stuff but also, and more importantly the bad and not so lovable things about a person you want to be with.

I have made that choice seven (7) years ago today. The seven-year itch, I know! They say this is the time when the world would challenge your relationship and see if you truly stand the test of time and others would say that when you reached this long inside a relationship it's forever. Well, I'd like to think it's the latter.

Like the old cliche, it was not "a piece of cake". We have a lot in common yet still different in so many ways, and it was not easy. We had to go through different stages and levels. Sometimes, we get deep into each others nerves and it would test our patience. Then there were times that we no longer understand each other, there's always resentment, the fights are becoming more painful and our thoughts are leading us to putting an end to this relationship but at the end of the day we patch things up and choose to go back to where we started and everything becomes alright.

As years go by, we learn a lot about life and love. We continuously learn about us, that we don't still know everything about each other even if we've been together for so long. That as we grow together we will keep discovering new things. That these discoveries will help us handle and understand what each of us feels or is going through better. And that we cannot get our hands into inevitable things but with compassion and a good judgment of the situation we will be able to figure things out.

I've learned that love is not just a mere endearment or feeling, that it has a much deeper meaning than what I've known it to be. That love has so many different faces, platforms and portions. But the best thing I've discovered about it is that love, no matter how little the sparkle maybe like a candle that turns into a fire that can burn a house, love will and always will prevail. So, choose what is worth all the pain and the tears, and I'm glad I have made mine and I'm keeping it.