Part of me feels you can't say you were truly in love if it didn't last. If I end up getting married and having kids, that's when I'll know it's real - because it lasted.

You've had your share of secrets and I'm tired of being the last to know

I can imagine it's hard to make a relationship last. I wouldn't know.

Dating or finding someone is the last thing on my mind.

Wondering why we bother with love, if it never lasts.