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Wallflower
Total Posts: 14
Joined 2008-07-17
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In December 2007, I was introduced to someone by a co-worker, because he and I were both seeking the same thing: "just to have 'decent' fun"; otherwise known as, hanging out with a weekly romp penciled in the schedule. on the first date, we hit it off, realized we were two of the same people (our birthdays are literally 3 days apart and we are both cusp aquarians), and hit it off so well that we ended up having sex. well, i don't know if that can be described as hitting it off "well". we "went out" (had sex every week with the exception of our birthdays when we invited each other to our nightclub celebrations and perhaps a few rare stances when we attempted to do something but ended up at his place)and spoke every night on the phone. things didn't seem so bad. however, succumbing to my pre-disposed old way feminine side (or at least what society prescribes), i started wanting more. he always said "i prefer to take things as they go along, i don't want to say that i don't want to be with someone, because you just never know what can happen". basically after fighting with him a few times, on subjects that even i cannot recall, he started calling me less and after flipping out about that, he put an end, even saying "i am not even attracted to you anymore" (versus his previous, "i am wildly attracted to you" comment that he couldn't stop repeating). we stopped dating in april and he said he wanted to remain my "friend". as my "friend", we spoke on the phone every now and then, we went out twice, with his other friends, who "love" hanging out with me as well. at the end of june he called me over one night and said he can't be friends with me anymore and quotes that "i miss you, i really miss talking to you, i can't help but being attracted to you, and you're a person i don't want out of my life". i give in, we do the mattress mambo and we're together again. the question begins to bother me "what are we?"
he has a collage of pictures on his wall. at the top of all of his thirty something pictures or so, which include his closest friends and family members is two head shots of his ex-girlfriend that he was "madly in love with". to make things short, i told him it made me really uncomfortable, although i did not ask him to take them down. he said she will always have a special place in his heart and will not take down the pictures. it's almost the end of july, i've met his family, we've been actually dating (going outside the bedroom and doing things, having fun with each other), he's met my brother and closest cousin, and i plan on introducing him to my parents at the end of august at a family party.
i can't help but feel incredibly sad and uncomfortable from time to time though. he doesn't want to take down those pictures, i haven't asked him for a "title" as to what we are. am i being too overanalytical, asking for too much too soon? i am sick of putting on kleenex box demanding songs and pouring out tears in fear of heartbreak. oh and did i mention, he's probably the most normal guy i've dated? someone help!!
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