Relationships have always puzzled me. Most often I see them as a form 
of control. One person tries to control the other person and tries to mold him /her to meet his /her own needs. It is a constant battle. The expectations are endless and no one wins .
Long ago I read that by themselves man and woman are only half a circle. They constantly seek each other to become a full circle. But it seems instead of becoming a perfect full circle often people try to suck each other in to his/her own half circle to fulfill his/her unmet needs and when two people do the same a battle begins and it continues.
Why it is soo difficult to accept the other person as she or he is…Why do we expect and demand that the other person should be molded to meet our own needs ..Why is it that our needs are endless.. I don’t know
Every time when I experience a relationship, it makes me more conscious of my own unfulfilled needs and the desperate desire to fulfill my own needs and my conscious and unconscious battle to mold the other person in my own way to full fill this . The me within this selfish me questions my soul and I can see that I haven’t grown at all…
To become a contented and peaceful person and thus experience a contented and happy relationship still remains as a dream. May be it is a mirage. After all humans are self centered creatures and the purpose of life may be to fulfill one’s own needs..…
who knows…
marbles 
Brilliant writing. I am sure everyone would have experienced the same at least once in the lifetime. I must admit, I have been there a million times.
Had it been such that we did not get to experience that bridling of relationships, endless expectations, desperate desires, unfulfilled needs, unconscious battles and unbound emotions… how barren this life would have been!
Everything that was/is/will be there, was/is/will be there for a reason. Sometimes known, sometimes unknown…but ignored at times!
Shoving away the ties of relationships or the control one put on another (knowingly/unknowingly) if we tend to fancy a contented life, I am sure it’s gonna get nowhere. If so, we wouldn’t be humans anymore.
I think, “contented life” is indeed a mirage we created our own. Happiness and contentment are relatives and were our partners once, as kids. As we grew up, we either forgot it or let it go. We constantly seek “something better” or “something beyond” and fail to discover the real pearls of our life. As contented little bugs we relished the joy of every silly thing, besides seeking beyond and better.
P.S: Loved the last tine. That sums up it all!