Commitments. Breakups. Heartaches.

How did two people come to decide that they are suitable to be in a romantic relationship?

Some tangible qualities like good skin, good figure, good looks?

Or intangible qualities like a good heart, good temper, good humor (some said)?

Or simply, good to you?

Once the words have been said, hands have been held, and lips have been kissed, of what do these things mean to the two souls in that relationship, I asked.

I know not anymore.

Commitments, I have seen, for an extended period of time. For the record, I am talking about years. But sadly, these commitments lasted only that number of years. The people who made that commitments could not carry through what they have promised to their once-upon-a-time significant others. How sad! How flimsy! How volatile!

Then comes breakup.

No matter how well this is handled, breakup comes hand in hand with heartache. They are the best of friends. They are lovers. As if in a romantic relationship, they have been together for as long as history recorded the birth of humans.

Breakup and Heartache are oh so committed to each other.

What a loving couple, I bellowed!

Not quite sure if I'm writing sense at all. But what I heard from a good friend of mine today certainly stirred some emotions in me.

One's decision (or indecision as a matter of fact) can totally crush another's self-esteem and self-worth.

How powerful is that, I bellowed!

Pow! You'll be lucky if you survive.