The time has arrived

 

Decisions, decisions 

This doesn't come from that place, not for the place of deciding, not from the place of anger or certainty, nevertheless from the place of undecisiveness.

I've always been very impatient with undecisive individuals as life for me has always been a matter of decision, on the one hand the train of consequences attached to deciding what to do, when and where, and on the other, the missing forecast involved on not deciding something, what if, what would, what have you, but the case is not always black and white.

We have several things that determine the kind of decisions that we make and define why we make them, nevertheless some of us, cannot or will not take the pertinent decisions based on fears, anticipated anxiety or simply the tangential facts that intertwine us to some person, situation or aggravating fact of life that we decide that -blocks- us from dwindling with facing our own self existence in deciding.

Lovewise, we should certainly set rules and boundaries regarding what we want, how we want it and the expected status quo from the parties involved, that determines where we go with relationships and how we handle a breakup amongst other things. Here goes mines:

1. Respect: the definition of respect, is in the eye of the beholder, certainly because of the views of different individuals respecting the same subject, what do you consider respect? to me is defined within the following: Giving me value, Not taking me for granted, treating me as you will like to be treated. As mentioned before this goes in hand of common sense and human standards of self respect. This  is where Murphy lives.

2. Attraction: this is a self explanatory one. There might be very much attraction between two individuals and if that level of attraction is blurred by the self, then all time has been lost. Sex is the one thing that breaks it or makes it, it can be good all you want, although if not frecuent enough, not tender enough, not passionate enough, it will fade away, towards the waters of uncertainty. This is where Afrodita lives.

3. Caresslessness: this, by all standards, is the pillar of all. Give what you want to receive, be precise on the words you say, do not expect to treat someone with indifference whilst you want to be treated with tenderness, this is the part where being unfair plays a strong role against, this is where Karma feels alive. 

4. A common objective: there's no point in being with someone that has to be dragged by me so that the objectives are acquired, nor point in be dragged by someone to get there. The purpose of a love relationship is to fly together, upwards or downwards, and if a situation arises and the party involved is unsafe, threatened or disturbed, the doors are open, we can not expect someone to be there in the good, the bad and the ugly, yes, there might exist someone that can witheld that but, what are we giving back? so we decide to have a common objective so we can work on projects at a time.

Here comes the received complaint that inspired me to write this:

we were here to take stress away from each other, yet, we are stressing each other

how?

by changing in leverage of our "situations"

which situations?

we are always stressed about our issues, we feel lonely, we don't accept the fact that we are here to relieve our weight. however, we give each other our wheight when we need to, without implying that is us who is relieving ourselves.

we treat each other like a known person without caring for us at times, and other times we transform into a tiny bit of a sweet person and expect each other to be sweet at all times, tho making the feeling look like our feelings are more important than the other's.

we barely give each other time but expect us to give the other all the time as soon as we need it, making it feel like our time is more important than the other's.

It feels like, we think that, everything related to us is more important than the other's.

yet, we haven't even fully decided for each other, thus, we have no common objective.

So, will we endulge ourselves in the question: how long will it last?

therefore, it seems it's over.

Although miles come between us, I won't forget you .....

It's better to have lost at love, than have not loved at all.