In the movies, the conflict is a misunderstanding that splits them apart for 20 minutes. In real life, the conflict is learning how to apologize differently because you finally understand their childhood wounds.

And yet, I still cry at the movie trailer.

Because the romantic storyline gets the first kiss. The 12-year relationship gets the last kiss, and all the boring, beautiful, impossible ones in between.

One forgotten milk carton at a time. What’s the longest relationship you’ve been in? And do you still secretly love a good romantic storyline? Let me know in the comments.