I truly regret my snarky song-lyric answer before.

I was given advice by a 99-year old woman once, sharp as a knife, a person I can say a great many people looked up to:

“love is not about passion.

love is

‘are you there a week from now,

a year from now,

ten years from now’.”

I offer this, fwiw. Love is not an object or goal, it is imperfect always, but it is a kind of measuring stick for your personal life.

Is this good enough a week from now?

Is this good enough a year from now?

Is this good enough ten years from now?

This is a sobering way of looking at relationships, but also very real.

I haven’t found that yet and I married/divorced my best friend. But I get what I’m looking for, so there’s that.