I'm grown old enough to refer to Shakespeare's lovers when thinking about my own life and the relationships which define it. First there was R & J (the angst of middle school). Then Orlando & Rosalind (teenage education). Then Berowne & Rosaline (the inane ideologies of college). Then Benedick & Beatrice entwined by their long battle (the back and forth of 2 marriages/divorces). So now would be: Antony & Cleopatra (the hot girlfriend who lives far away). The contours are broad and parallels inexact, but, the internal drama of each romantic episode--and the foreshadowing mood at the end of each presaging the next episode to come (like the smell of a summer storm that's not yet here)--dead on. Who're next for me?
Egads, I hope not Leontes and Hermione.