To him, love, dating, marriage, they were all just cages and locks. They caged up the freedom. It was like the sea, a ship and an anchor. To use it in such a case, the sea would be like love; flowing, sometimes weak, sometimes strong. It would always be there but sometimes, it brings out a person's worst or a person's best. The ship would be the two people in the relationship, the two moving together with love. The anchor would be the rope that ties down the two peoples' freedom. The anchor stops the ship from moving with the curent and in this case, it would be like marriage tying down their freedom because of love. But love doesn't actually carry on after marriage does it? Marriage just binds the two together but after awhile, the feelings fade away, don't they? 

To her, love, dating, marriage, they were all perfect promises that two people promise each other. They were promises that were supposed to be kept for a lifetime and as long as the promise wasn't broken, the feelings still existed- or supposed to. To her, weddings and marriages, dating and love life were supposed to be perfect. They were supposed to be what she dreamt like, what she imagined them to be. She wouldn't just have flings here and there and she'd save those special things for the special one, the perfect one.

What if the boy who only wanted freedom meets the girl who wants everything he doesn't want?