I’ve been revisiting what I want from my relationship with a man a lot lately. It has little to do with the approach of the Valentines Day pressure. Hearing from my current boyfriend again that he does not love me, is not in love with me, has me questioning what am I doing??? I do love him so it has become important to me. When this relationship started I simply wanted companionship, a lover, someone to look forward to seeing. For me it developed into more. For him it did not.
Now I think what does it mean, Love? I’m not sure. I am sure of what I want in a relationship and if I don’t feel these things I start questioning if they care about me enough.
I want to be with a man who will freely and honestly say, there is nobody else in this world they would rather be in a committed relationship with than me.
I want to be with a man who is honest, says what he means and means what he says.
I want to be with a man that keeps his promises big and small.
I want to be with a man with whom there is mutual physical attraction.
I want to be with a man who likes to do active things with me, hiking, skiing, traveling.
I want to be with a man who is also happy just sitting home with me reading, watching a movie, playing a game.
I want to be with a man who has his own interests and hobbies, enjoys a rich life filled with friends, family and activities that make him happy.
I want to be with a man who includes me in his life, joins in my life and allows balance.
I want to be with a man who is educated and supports himself.
I’m so close to what I want but it seems not quite there. Not quite there is a far more painful place than way far off…