Whats a boy to do

[Thestruggleisreal]

Hi Guys –

 

I’ll just hop right into the meat and pototatoes of this. I’m a dude, I like dudes. We’ll just knock that out of the way here.

 

 

Met this guy about 2 weeks ago online.Thursday, we hit it off. I was shocked that I was capable of even feeling that way again about anybody after laying on the floor for so long. Seen a movie and just hung out. Jammed out to some music in the car, I mean, it was a good time for both of us. It’s not like, yeah maybe, possible – it was.

 

 

So I tried the next day to get his attention again. (Strike 1 on my part). I explained it, conversation hit off well he was busy, I turned it into flattery, etc etc.

 

 

Talked every day.

 

 

Then Sunday rolls around. I want to see him. Little back and forth, joking here and there and he agrees. We hit the bar. We grab pizza. And we hit his place. Everything shy of sex, for 7 hours.

 

 

Couple days later. Hit him up. Wanna do something? Sure. Cool. Life is good. We grab food. Talk, connect. Whatever. Music. Everythings good.

 

 

We’re talking on the phone. He’s singing on the phone to me. It’s all good.

 

 

I hit him up, “hey lets do something, you know you want to”. Laying charm on him. Dah dah dah. He never responds. So whatever I went to bar and didn’t think about it. Woke up to a text that says “don’t be angry, I emailed you the song I wrote to keep you interested”. Cool. I’m back in.

 

 

Next day – “lets do something” No response. So I tried harder. 3 texts back to back. Convincing trying to be charming and funny. No response. And then the demise….I wrote him a fkn poem.

 

 

It was a good poem. Really good poem. Like poem that was funny but truthful. Awesome but serious. Real but intense. But it hinted at love at first sight.

 

 

23 hours. 23 fkn hours I sat in ridiculous, insecure, disgust while I waited for an answer. And finally I got it. He wrote “did you write that or where those the lyrics to a song”. (Told you it was a good poem). I wrote back “you know the answer to that sir” and followed up “Imsogoodatdatingiwroteapoem”.

 

 

He said “I like it.” And mentioned something specifically about a piece of it. I tried to change the topic a little bit to get out of the weirdness and asked him about his day and boom! Nothing. I get no response.

 

At this point – I don’t know what to do. I feel weird about the entire situation. Like yeah, was it too soon? Yeah. Was it too quick, too deep? Yeah. But the way I at least thought about it – if you see a beautiful beach, do you tip toe to it and hope the sand doesn’t burn or do you run to it to enjoy it. His comment a cpl days ago was "you like to dive in deep and there's nothing wrong with that. You just need someone to counterbalance that"

 

 

Now I’m stuck. Call or not call. Text or not text. Leave it alone or not. Try harder or not. Honestly, I really want to see where this goes. Really really honestly – I just want to lay on the couch and watch tv with him.

 

There’s apart of me that thinks he’s scared. Scared of how he felt both of the stupid poem and the way that he felt with me. Scared that I’ll cheat on him like his last dude did with so many different dudes while he was away on weekends. And he's terrified that all this talk is just talk.

 

So what’s a boy to do?

[CarrieT]

Don't call.

 

Don't over-think.

 

Calm down and take a deep breath.

 

If it is meant to happen it will, without you pushing so hard. If he is inclined, let him lead for a bit. The more you push it, the more he will be inclined to pull back.

 

Get it?

[Thestruggleisreal]

The hardest thing to do is nothing. I can do everything else really well by just going and forcing and charming my way through it. Except this relationship crap.

 

Figured I'd post that on here instead of calling.

 

Do they always come back?

[CarrieT]

Do they always come back?

 

No; but you don't necessarily want the ones that do, nor do you always want to have to chase.