I am pretty cynical when it comes to relationships, I think. Not because mine have all turned out badly, and not because I haven't actually had a long-term relationship. It's just that it seems like after a certain point, one person gets bored of the other, or it's like... okay, what now? We've kissed, been intimate, shared all of our secrets, we've seen a million movies and taken a million walks, exchanged gifts and reached all the milestones and now... what? Do all this again and again for the rest of our lives, maybe with the addition of a pet and a kid or two?
I know some relationships really do last, but that seems to be the exception. And I know there's the whole debate about whether or not humans are meant to be monogamous, but assuming we are, well... can we even assume we are? It just seems like the concept of romantic love and lasting love is mostly a bunch of bullshit based on short-lived intense feelings of infatuation mixed with lust (and in some cases based solely on lust) and then that dies and what is left? Friendship with some sex thrown in here and there, sometimes good and sometimes perfunctory?
Just pondering.
Don't get me wrong, I'm not against long-term monogamy by any means. I want all of that. But it does make me wonder. If I ever find someone for real, I hope I can make it last with him (don't we all?).