I know I'm not supposed to put a time limit on these things, she said, but I can only take one more year of this. The way I see it is, you learn as much as you can through conflict and compromise, exploring and experiencing what is maybe-love-maybe-not-but-let's-call-it-love. And then at some point you figure it's time to be honest with yourself: you're bored, you've felt all there is to feel about each other and there's no longer any desire, any desire for more. That's when you see the exit sign, that's when you follow it. Out. Off. Gone for good.
I don't get it. If that's your philosophy then why wait a year?
I figure it'll take about that long to find a better replacement. In the meantime it's nice to have someone to split a pizza pie with. You know I hate when things go to waste.
