It is said since old times that great loves arise when people share their passion. I wonder if this is true, or if it's not instead that they come when two folks share the same pain or fears.

A woman asked me once (under heightened circumstances) what it was I wanted a relationship of love to be. I answered stupidly with some quality I wanted my other to have; she transcended me. What she wanted: an alliance. It has been a year and I'm still staggering from this realization.

An alliance; two individuals who see one another's potential and work to bolster each other in their pursuits. That's a fine vision of love going forward.