Unrequited - ok, how long we talking?

I got to a strange noteworthy thought that deserve a snide remark or two, guess that makes it remarkable. I was thinking about how short this life really is and the fact that it has an undeniable purpose which is to teach us to love. Further this is the realm where we choose a companion with whom to be with forever. Forever is a mortal term to explain the state on constantly being or something. It makes sense that as teens we begin frantically exertin our independence and seeking out someon to practice loving on. Then we get older and realize new things and instead of just being content and using what we know npw with what we have, we divorce then try again and remary, hoping that we will live long enough for our past attempt at love will fade away. I must point out that there are exceptions. But now life is even longer than it was thought so will it beome common to divorce and remarry again? Becoming the new norm and thinming that we re so much wiser and can make a better choice now... I got thinking that what we see here is yet another type of unrequited love. We do not want to find true love until the last minute. An elderly lady that I stayed with one summer was married three times and she was very tormented as to which man she really loved and wanted to be with. the one who died in the midst of strong passion and attraction/ or the one who she raised a beautiful family with and was sealed to. I know her kids prefer the later, but which is really love? We all like to feel intense emotions and part of the definition of the romantic was something that is short lived. I think that it works to my benefit to believe that I have not truly loved yet, because I expect to continue. If this life is really so short even a long life with someone wouldn't be very long. Ok, I could say more if I divulged spefics, but, I'm tired of this crap. I think I would love someone intensely, it is true, but would very much like to develop a true and more lasting kind of eternal love than the crap that people croon on about. It makes me sick, really.