I loved you because there was no other place for me to go. We were married because we did not know what else to do with each other. You never knew me, nothing about me, what died inside me, what lived invisibly.

Aleksandar Hemon
About This Quote

The poet Sylvia Plath wrote the lines below. She was not speaking of a marriage but of her relationship with her mother. When we marry someone, we do it because there is no other place to go. There is no other person that we could love and share our lives with.

We do it because it’s the only choice we have. But, as John Green once said: "If you don’t know what else to do with each other, you will find other things to do with each other." And, as we grow closer to one another as a couple, the words of love and affection start to be seen more and more.

Source: The Lazarus Project

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