Rainbow and Butterflies

I was watching another tv series when my better half texted me. He said he was reading an article about Cheyenne Jackson in Gay Times magazine.

He said it was weird. It was said that Cheyenne and his partner, Monte Lapka had been together for 13 years and been married for almost 2 years. But when he browsed the internet he found that they just divorced. I said, "Wow."

My double-u-word wasn't because the magazine or the internet could be wrong about the story, but more because of how they could divorce after 13 years of togetherness. 

My relationship with K had stepped for its 6 months last Wednesday. It was nothing compared to what Jackson and Lapka had. So that it somehow frightened me, it brought me to what reality was. I mean, I don't live in a dream, I am living my dream. It reminded me that the sweetest dream could still be destroyed no matter how long you had been keeping tab on it.

I agreed to what Cheyenne said, "We are a team and you get through shit together. But relationship are not always rainbow and butterflies; sometimes you just want them to stop breathing because they're so annoying. Other times you can't get enough of them".

It was nice yet true. I might not get the whole story, but my idealistic mind wondered how a man that had reached that level of thoughts decided to live separately with his 13-years-partner.

Again, I might not know what they really faced. I revolted when I heard their story. It was sad. I just prayed not to face what they faced, but if we had to, we could deal with it differently, so none of us would say what Cheyenne described, "My life is great  ... It's sad right now because we're both going through something that's really painful, but that's life."

Best of luck for Mr. Jackson and Mr. Lapka.