i have this very special person in my life. from the moment we met, i just had this feeling that he was the one for me. we have amazing conversation and laugh so much and we’re attracted to each other and he fascinates me and i just think the world of him. although he has his flaws, i think he’s just about the greatest guy ever.
we never really dated per se, but we’ve always enjoyed a um.. special friendship.
i have spent months assuring him that i was cool with said special friendship and that he need not worry, as i would not confuse our special friendship with love or anything of that nature. i can separate and won’t be attached. i said this partly because i thought it was true at the time and partly because i knew that’s what i would have to say to get what i wanted. which i am apparently good at and sometimes bites me in the ass.
when this friendship started, he was not ready for a relationship and i didn’t think i was either. but now time has passed and we’ve both talked about how we’re ready for a relationship, but the topic of having one with each other has never come up.
so the other night he came over and in the morning he told me he wanted something to happen but that he shouldn’t. normally i would be like, ah ha, a challenge and something would definitely happen. but this time i just let it go.
and i got the feeling that he wasn’t expecting me to do that. and i also got the feeling that he wanted me to ask him why we aren’t dating. and i also got the feeling that he hasn’t made a move because he doesn’t think i want it, even though i want it more than anything.
guys are pretty literal, and i am pretty convincing. and i’m also pretty sure that he can’t read my mind.
but i kept quiet even though it was a good opportunity to have a discussion. i’m known for my blunt honesty and wanting everything to be clear to all parties involved, so i’m sure it wouldn’t have been a shock to him.
so after mulling it over a bit, i’ve decided i’m going to say something when i get the opportunity. although i don’t have a particularly good track record with this kind of situation (since i am apparently a very cool, super cute girl deemed undateable for some god forsaken reason by my guy friends*), i also know that i will drive myself crazy if i don’t know the truth.
worst case scenario – i am totally embarrassed and hurt for awhile, but i get over it and we remain platonic friends.
best case scenario – we end up dating and get married and have lots of adorable babies.
i think i know in my heart which way it will turn out, but since i am a glutton for punishment as well as an eternal optimist, i need to find out for sure. then the healing process can begin and i can be emotionally available for the next one that comes along.
or maybe end up happily ever after.
*I will maintain that it has to have something to do with the extra 30 pounds i’m carrying around – because that is easier than thinking that i might have some sort of personality flaw.