Someone somewhere once said that time means nothing, character does. And I couldn’t agree more.
It really doesn’t matter how long you’ve known a person, if the character you’re after is not there, the relationship isn’t going to go anywhere. And nobody waits forever. I know I don’t. If you fail to materialize whatever plans you had in your head, the only person you can ask why is yourself.
I’m a person who gives chances, plenty of chances before I finally put a full stop. And if I did, it just means that I’m already tired of trying. I don’t like repeating myself. And I’m sure as hell don’t like repeating mistakes.
The kind of character that I respect is simple: be vocal, speak. Tell me what’s going on, tell me what’s in your head. If you like me, tell me. If you don’t like what I did, tell me. If you don’t like what I said, for heaven’s sake, tell me!
Is it too much to ask to speak to me? Do I have to always be the first to take action? I have my limits too.