I was talking to a gay-shaded friend who was complaining about the lack of someone special in his life, but who has a lot of close male friends. I asked him why he didn't have a relationship with one of them. He said there was no "chemistry". But ... the chemistry, that mad wonderful hysteria of "in love" always dies, and what you're left with, if you're lucky is "love". Friendship, companionship, caring, sharing your burdens, laughing together, listening while the other vents, choosing birthday and Christmas presents for your other half, knowing that he or she loves you (even if they're not "in love" any more), forgiving, accepting, loving. Sharing your lives.
Maybe that's not "chemistry". But it is magical. Yet to get there takes hard work from both of you. Like a beautiful garden, it doesn't just "happen". It's made.
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