An Ideal Husband

The president of our Relief Society is a girl I've known for ages. We've been in the same ward since she and her family moved here from Eagle ten years prior. She about three years younger then me and quite a bit more serious but a sweetheart and perfect for the president position. She was told by our bishop to choose the best woman in the ward to be the secretary of our little women's association.
Seeing as the best woman in the ward was currently engaged in another calling she chose me.
Since then we have done things together on occasion to get to know one another better. We've discovered that we have a great sort of friendship. I'm willing to talk the night away and she is most willing to listen. Tonight we went out for Italian food (which has decided to make me burp garlic all night) and then we watched the movie, "An Ideal Husband". Which is a british comedy about scandle and the triumph of love.
It's the perfect movie to watch because it trully depicts what I am looking for in a relationship. Two people being very good friends and adoring another only to find out "Surprise!" that they actually love another. There is, of course, lots of other things going on, did I mention there was scandle involved?
But you see Pres and I were talking about the whole idea of falling in love and how it happens. She's a sucker for romance where I, being older and well more cynical, have realized that the sparks and romance is only half the battle. Actually it's more like smoke and mirrors and can play a dirty trick on the mind and heart.
If used carefully and for the good that passion can be pretty useful but only in the right circumstances. Which I've never had the pleasure of encountering.
Someone told me once that he didn't treat me the way someone should in a serious relationship. That he treated me like crap and I loved him anyway. The only thing I could think of was, "Well why don't you treat me properly so I can know what it feels like? Then the next time someone is treating me badly I'll know it for what it is."
I don't want to be single for the rest of my life but then again I don't want to marry the wrong person. There for I date whomever comes a long but run away when they show the slightest interest because the commitment becomes more then I can bear.
It's a rather silly mess I've gotten myself into.