i think one of the most puzzling things about the whole divorce thing is working out the way it confuses the definition of love

like…if we’re married and we got married because of love, and divorced because the love is gone, then what really is love? and how can you lose it? and how, if it can disappear, do you ever really know it’s there?

like…what determines love? that you like the sound of my voice? that we enjoy each other’s company? that we can stand each other long enuf to make each other smile?
is that love?

And even if it is, how do we know it’ll still be there tomorrow?