How can true love win out when outside forces constantly pull at our marriage?

Living and loving have become a daily routine. Then distain will strike, like a chord being played by a moody trumpet. It’s loud, brass, and harsh, breaking apart what God has put together.

All I can do is sit in wait, as my obsession won’t let me leave and I continue to crave him. He makes my body sing; his lovemaking is superlative. My desire for his complete love is so strong.

I can’t control my desire for him even when I hate him. His touch thrills me so, yet his attitude and disposition elude me.

All I want is for it to be true, honest, and devoted. Then I ask myself: Is this love or addiction?