This is how it could be:
It all started with passion on one end, 'no better option available' on the other.
A mixture of happy moments and sad times, not enough talking and hostile looks when silence was the king for a week, or two.
Over 11 years and 2 kids later, here we are.
Recently, I read this: 'Some day, someone is going to look at you like if you're the best thing in the world.'
I'd like that.