It's not like I'm getting married (please, I'm 19 years old girl in 21th century) but yesterday Red and I was talking about how things and our personality has changed to a better one since this shitty-matters happened to me.
I have a little promise that I made, not to him but to myself about how I will treat him well. I won't lie to him, I'll stand by him no matter what, support him, take care of him, believe and give some privacy to him.
And suddenly he mention marriage vows. We don't talk about the marriage. It's about the vows. That's a simply yet beautiful vows. Couples wedding in the Roman Catholic Church will essentially make the same pledge to one another. The customary text in English is:
I, ____, take you, ____, to be my (husband/wife). I promise to be true to you in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health. I will love you and honor you all the days of my life. I, ____, take you, ____, for my lawful (husband/wife), to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part.
The rules of love is pretty simple. We took the good time, we'll take the bad time. Surely you got to. What? Are you going to stop loving someone just because he sick/in bad time/poor/etc? That's insane. Whoever left their partner in causes, they don't really love them. Me, personally, won't leave him in any trouble no matter how hard it is. I don't have the heart to let him through all bad thing that may happen all alone, right? It's so simple and beautiful so I have no idea why there's jerks in someplace whom left their partner in time of trouble. They just... don't deserve to be loved. How can you be loved if you don't started to love? Silly people.
And the crazy thing is.. somehow I knew he'll do the same. I look at my life today, it's been 4 months since the last time I saw him. He still mine. Thank God.
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