Love-birds tend to make corny promises when they get married. One of which is to stay together until death do them part. But what happened after death? Does love suddenly dissapear and it’s okay for one spouse to look for another and repeat to promise the same thing?
The concept of monogamy somehow becomes blurry; yes, they’re only married to one person at a time, but no, they’re not in love with one person only.
I’ve never married and don’t understand how feelings grown between spouses. The one person who you’d spend most of your time with, the one whom you share your deepest secrects and worst fears to. I’m really sure it is one of the strongest connections not-blood-related humans could ever make.
I may sound stiff, but what I imagine in a marriage is that my spouse will be the love of my life. I could never love anyone the same. Or worse, I will never love again.
But it turns out that humans are dinamic. People change, feelings change.
There are people who get remarried after death, or after a divorce. There are ones who love the next person more than their exes. But there are also people who doesn’t want to get remarried. There are ones who are too afraid to fall in love again.
But there’s one thing in common; people just want to be okay, everyone wants to feel safe and secured. Oh, to love and to be loved.
So I guess the idea of “till death do us part” doesn’t seem too corny. People tends to make ridiculous promises when they’re happy. I mean, there’s nothing wrong in wanting more, wanting for the best.
I secretly wish there is better alternative term than “till death do us part”.
All my love,
Atha
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