As a punishment from the gods, Sisyphus was compelled to roll a huge rock up a steep hill, but before he could reach the top of the hill, the rock would always roll back down, forcing him to begin again.
Much like Sisyphus when it comes to love and relationships we push that rock to the top of the hill only for it to roll back down again. Sisyphus couldn't say enough, he was fettered to push the rock up the hill for eternity, but when do we say enough?
When a couple is together and they go separate ways only to find their way back to each other and repeat this cycle again and again is it not much like Sisyphus pushing the rock up the hill only for it to roll back down?
When I was little I had the belief that love was magnificent, intimacy was sacred and special. That was a little bit of truth and a whole lot of error. What do you do when love simply isn't enough to sustain you anymore?
Love both never lives up to, and simultaneously supersedes, our expectations.