A lukewarm, ambivalent, equivocal relationship, with no definitions, too many unspoken words and too much uncertainty. At its best it is comfortable and comforting in its familiarity, at its worst it's got no reference points or indications that it could potentially grow beyond what it is and become something more definite, or rather, definable - that is objectively. And if I were to describe myself in this relationship I would be nice, agreeable, undemanding, yet at the same time slightly neurotic and sporadically emotional (at least at moments when i don't try to restrain myself), whereas he's calm, rational, level-headed in a non-flippant way, nice by his nature rather than by circumstances. This pretty much sums it all up, and yet to elaborate a little more (although I am not sure why I continue this pointless exercise), I'd give it credit for being civilized to the extent that there are no sharp disagreements or unnecessary arguments, let alone fights, and that our differences are reconciled in a quiet, compromising and complimentary way. It's a polite relationship. Respectful. Considerate towards each others' immediate needs and discomforts. And yet it still is what it is - a lukewarm, ambivalent, unequivocal relationship...

...and the question is, what do I do now, that I am finally able to objectively see it for all it is.