Today

Sometimes we think the grass is going to be greener, as though what we see in someone else (perhaps what we lack in ourselves) is what we need.
We fight and i look fondly at another handsome man and think, god life would be easy with him. I get wasted or dissappear for a night, you get mad, we fight and i think fuck wouldnt life be easier if i were with someone who did the same things i did, took the same drugs, thought the same thoughts, it would be so much simpler with that other person who struck my interest once upon a time. We wouldnt fight or squabble or question our relationship, it would be easier than this.
But then i remember; i know you, truly and completely and you know me just the same. There is nothing we can find out to hurt us, no deep dark secrets or moments of regret. This is it. And there is nothing scary about that, infact its the most reasurring feeling in the world.
The knowledge that someone knows you with all your deep dark crevaces, your moments of immaturiy and regret, the times in which you act like an unstable teenager or hormonal woman. The insecurities, the anger, the saddness, the good, the bad, the in between. And they love you anyway, in spite and because of all those things.
Its human nature to question, to look at our peers and see beauty or find yourself curious about the inner workings or sexual prowess of someone who isnt yours, but when youve spilt your guts all over someone and they didnt even flinch one bit then you know that shit is real and its worth it...
Everything else is just passing time.