Mixed Feelings

Like facial age lines, silently they creep into you, causing no big commotion yet surely they leave their marks. Perhaps the comfort of routine, weekend after weekend, pass without us keeping track or making any effort to justify the relationship, allowed it. Perhaps the distractions of work and the need for life to be more exciting excused it. And we find ourselves familiar with each other yet at the same time strange to any feelings of romance.

Is it enough for us to be best friends to each other?

I can't bring myself to end it. Yet, surely this isn't a romantic relationship anymore? Do other couples allow themselves to live thus?

Then again. There isn't any real reason to end it. Except for the utterly predictable patterns and answers in our lives.

But it continues. Without direction. Where else can this go? Where is the next level?