Love is like one big meal
served at a really expensive restaurant.
The waitress comes to your table
and asks you what you want
and you say something along the lines of,
"Yeah, I'll have one soul mate, gorgeous eyes,
same beliefs and passions as me."
And the waitress says,
"Will that be married or unmarried? Kids or not kids?"
And you make your choice and happily go along.
But you've never had this particular meal before
so who knows if you're going to like it
or if it will turn out absolutely terrible.
In which case ...
do you have the choice of just choosing something else?
Or will you keep this meal because you love it and
it was exactly what you wanted?
And sometimes they spoon feed you sex on a platter
like it will bring some amazing enjoyment and fulfillment
when maybe, you're not ready for something quite so delicate ...