Romantic love comes in different forms and is never the same depending on who you fall in love with.
In the early stages it's exciting. It's heart flutters, nerves that you'll spoil it, endless fun and anticipation of your next meeting. It's the discovery of new things, of learning all about this wonderful person and the slow letting go of inhibitions as you start to feel you can trust them. There's no feeling quite like it.
Eventually that subsides somewhat and you become familiar with them. Much of the discovery is done, and you consolidate your shared lives, maybe co-habiting or marrying. This is where the third stage kicks in and it's make-or-break. This is when you, or they, maybe even both start to notice the irritating things about each other, and the future depends on how you, as a couple, handle those issues. You can fight, one can try to force their will on the other, one can capitulate, you might try to change each other, or you might choose to tolerate, you may choose to adapt. Any of those can happen.
One or more of those courses describes every one of my previous relationships.
Then I met my wife. We went through the first and second stages, just like every couple does, but when it came to the third stage... it just worked. No fights, no manipulation, no making do, and very little in the way of compromise. We work together perfectly. In 13 years together we've not fought, not argued, not fallen out with one another.We rarely disagree on anything, and when we do it's a quick, amicable conversation and we're sorted. I've never had to mask for her, just be my usual, awkward, full-o-faults self. This stage of love is one I've not experienced before. Absolute love, Having someone who is as important to you as life itself. Someone I would do anything for to make comfortable. Someone who's happiness is important as my own. Someone I would risk my life for without batting an eyelid. And I know she would do the same for me. I consider myself blessed, for I never, in all my days before, realised such a feeling existed, and I wouldn't swap it for the world.