"After being married for 65 years, we don’t love each anymore. Sure we respect each other and have affection for one another but he can’t hear me most of the time and I can’t stand him anymore. We care about each but love fades away with time. And it becomes something more beautiful: a fusion of two imperfect beings into a perfect one.
Love is just the beginning, it’s what comes after that counts."  - what my grandmother said when I asked if she still loves my grandfather on their 65th anniversary, idontdeservetobehere  (via wnq-writers)

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