What is love? Just what is it? How do you know the man sitting next to you loves you? How do you know you love him? Because he said, I love you, last night, before you went to bed? Was it because he gave you that rock on your fourth finger? Or maybe he bought you flowers and made you a cute card last week? How do you know? Maybe you could say, you don�t know and you�re going to find out. And really at �death do you part� you realize that was worth it after all, I loved the man and he loved me. But what if it doesn�t turn out that way? What if at that point it really was not all worth it? That you didn�t really love the chap after all, but spent the last 30-40 years with him and even bore his kids? Or what if you did, but the chap didn�t after all. And all these years he�d been lying to you, could not bring himself to tell you the truth? What if he�d cheated on you time and time again and you didn�t know about it until at deathbed? Would that have been worth it? Maybe I�m too young to ponder the deathbed stuff. What if the guy you�re with just thinks you�re a good fuck and that�s all the reason he�s still with you? Even if he climbs into bed with you every night and kisses your forehead and says I love you, how do you know it�s just you and no one else? How do you know he really loves you? Well, you should just give it a shot anyway� who knows? That�s right! Who knows? Is all this back and forth, here�s my life story, hold my hand, kiss my cheek, do you want to see me naked, oh I love you now� really I do� worth the time? when in the end� you never really know.

Is it really worth pining after, crying over, missing, loving a man?

And please don�t tell me that when it happens I�ll know. Famous last words of the newly divorced.