“I envy you for your choices”, someone said to me one day.
“That you are a bit picky when it comes to men”.
I was silent when it was said to me.
I didn’t really know what the person, meant by this.
Although, from my own perspective I knew exactly what it was.
I just don’t settle that quickly.
It doesn’t make me hard to get, however I can understand some people can interpret it like this.
I’d rather take the time to get to know someone and that takes time.
Love doesn’t come with a simple dinner and a good glass of wine.
It goes beyond having the same interests or that you join the same gym.
Surely I am not talking about meeting some standards, nor that it is something I want to get off my list.
However I can understand that it can come across a bit picky.
I’d rather take it slow and see what is there, than to commit to something I don’t really know.
Love is not the same as buying a pair of shoes, nor just a fashion item.
Even when it comes to that, I don’t look and just buy something.
Good things come with time, perhaps some patience also.
Although love is all that.
We are talking about feelings and another human being.
I want to make sure, that whatever I commit to is true.
Not something I can not rely on, or is just a fantasy.
Detachment can be far more worse than attaching.
It is not so weird I want to take my time.
I want to experience and feel.
What life is about in general.
We can be together for a temporarliy being, what we can consider as a commitment.
To say I can have some fun, let’s call it even a lover, but when it comes to love and especially commitment.
I don’t settle less than anything that is good for me.