“But, that’s what any degree of intimacy is: accepting risk of pain. You’re not risking death, necessarily, but loving someone means that their life can hurt you. Commitment means accepting this trade off, the fragility of bodies and precariousness of plans held up by hope that “till death” is far, and knowing that no matter when it comes, it will create a space in your life like a crag in the earth, empty air where the something you built your life around used to be. A new void.”

~ Getting Engaged Felt Like a Death Pact

A beautiful essay that mimicked how I felt when I met my husband. I hope you read it.