The normal reasons. Like, I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Its all the dumb clichs about how even when Im mad at you I love you and how every day the best part of it is waking up next to you. And it kills me that this is all the normal, typical people-in-love stuff, because I want to believe our love is specialthat its bigger and more interesting than any love that anyone else has had beforebut the heartbreaking truth is my love for you is so consistent and predictable and boring.

Someone Who Will Love You in All Your Damaged Glory by Raphael Bob-Waksberg