Just live each day and make no plans. I have rarely commented on here but perhaps my own story may be of use. Perhaps not.
I met my dearest 15 years ago on an empty beach after a failed party. I KNEW there and then that he was "the one" and we talked all night. It took us a little while to get together (both of us are quiet and not the most communicative of creatures) but we did.
15 years on and we have lost 3 parents between us, had one contravention with another individual each (7 year itch), I have gone a bit mental (post traumatic stress) and we have lived through being a touring band together, running a club together...all manner of traumas and adventures.
But we have a philosophy. Which is: we are our own people. We choose to wake up in the same bed next to each other because we *want* to. No commitments... no shared bank accounts or even shared CDs, no marriage...just the delight that comes with wanting to share some of your life with another kindred spirit. We have separate (and shared) friends and usually go out to different events separately. He likes clubbing, I prefer dangerous sports. But the key here is that we TALK. We come back from our adventures and tell everything to each other. No secrets, just trust and love. I feel I could (and do) tell him everything.
I think what I am trying to point out here is that too many people expect too much from relationships and promise too much.
If you promise nothing then you might just get everything because when it comes down to it, most relationships erode due to a lack of individual identity and a lack of communication.
Sometimes it's just down to pure incompatability and it's time to move on. But whether it is worth having a relationship at all?
I would say YES! YES! YES! because none of us truly wish to be alone.
thats so beautiful. i agree .we seems to have this image of love thats been inforced through media and soceity . and that not love its a over dramatised version . :)
I have rarely commented on here but perhaps my own story may be of use. Perhaps not.
I met my dearest 15 years ago on an empty beach after a failed party.
I KNEW there and then that he was "the one" and we talked all night.
It took us a little while to get together (both of us are quiet and not the most communicative of creatures) but we did.
15 years on and we have lost 3 parents between us, had one contravention with another individual each (7 year itch), I have gone a bit mental (post traumatic stress) and we have lived through being a touring band together, running a club together...all manner of traumas and adventures.
But we have a philosophy.
Which is: we are our own people. We choose to wake up in the same bed next to each other because we *want* to.
No commitments... no shared bank accounts or even shared CDs, no marriage...just the delight that comes with wanting to share some of your life with another kindred spirit.
We have separate (and shared) friends and usually go out to different events separately. He likes clubbing, I prefer dangerous sports.
But the key here is that we TALK.
We come back from our adventures and tell everything to each other.
No secrets, just trust and love.
I feel I could (and do) tell him everything.
I think what I am trying to point out here is that too many people expect too much from relationships and promise too much.
If you promise nothing then you might just get everything because when it comes down to it, most relationships erode due to a lack of individual identity and a lack of communication.
Sometimes it's just down to pure incompatability and it's time to move on.
But whether it is worth having a relationship at all?
I would say YES! YES! YES! because none of us truly wish to be alone.
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