The doctor is history! He is still around and will call/text every now and then, but when over a month goes by and I am not asked on a date no one needs to draw me a picture – he is just not that interested. It is perfectly fine. I always felt I appreciated more the conversations than anything else. I am hoping that we can still be friends, but I am tired of being the one to make the first move always, so this friendship may die a quiet slow death as I decided not get in touch anymore. I knew that I could never have anything long-lasting with someone that thinks that sugar is the devil. Sugar is not friend but it doesn’t have to be the enemy either! 🙂
As I mentioned previously I decided to quit online dating for awhile. It was becoming like work and not fun anymore, so I figure a break was in order. On the final days of my e-Harmony subscription I decided to email MF. I never contact anyone, I always wait for them to contact me, but since I was quitting anyway I figure I would take this leap and contact him. MF is 47 but looks extremely young for his age. He did show me his driver’s license so I confirmed his age.
He replied and we hit of immediately. For over 2 weeks we spoke daily on the phone for many hours (we still do). Some evenings we spoke for as long as 3 hours. We bonded over Seinfeld and our gratitude for life, among other things. The longer we talked and as the days went the expectation was building up. Finally last Thursday we met in person. The chemistry we had on the phone was also there in person. He was every bit the sweet gentleman I expected. We were immediately comfortable with one another. He was a bit nervous and it was cute to see that.
On Saturday we had another date. We went to a Brazilian Steakhouse and we both overate. It is impossible to go to one of those and not overeat. Afterwards, it was still early, so he asked me what I wanted to do. I decided that we should just return to my apartment and watch a movie. I trust him. He actually he came over the first night I met him. Please keep in mind that I do not advise anyone inviting anyone over after just one meeting, but in this case I felt very safe and comfortable in doing that. I knew nothing was going to happen.
We got to my apartment and I put a movie on Netflix. After after about 20 minutes I fell asleep. He was left to watch the movie by himself. When the movie ended he woke me up to say good bye and close the door.
He mentioned to me yesterday that he doesn’t quite know what to make of my falling asleep on the date. He said he is looking at the positive side that I am very comfortable with him, instead of thinking he is so boring he put me to sleep.
I am not over thinking that one. I am sure worst things have happened on first dates. It was a heavy dinner and I had a cocktail. I also was tired from all our late nights on the phone.
What I am right now is extremely confused. On one hand I found someone exactly as I have been asking God to send me. He is gentle, caring, responsible, and honest. He is interested, willing and able. He wants to travel and do things. He is not too young or too old.
On the other hand I am not sure what I want. He is everything I thought I wanted and now he is here and I just don’t know. I know I am extremely comfortable and happy with my single life, but I think life is better as a couple. I keep dreaming of finding a partner and now he is here. Is he the one?
He seems to like me a bit too much. It seems that I could do no wrong in his eyes. No one wants what is too easy, too simple, too available. Do I want only who doesn’t want me? Is that a self defense mechanism?
He is so much like me. He is open and forthcoming with everything. He has no problems talking about his feelings, needs and wants. He has no problems divulging everything about his life. I have met my match and now what?
I have been honest with him and told him how I feel and, not surprisingly, he was extremely understanding. He said we should take it easy and take a day at a time and if friendship is all that I want he will be happy to have that as he thinks I am a real cool person.
So, what is my issue? Fear? I fear using him, hurting him. I fear settling. I guess I am not as fearless as I thought.
Also, and perhaps this is the real crux of the matter: I didn’t care for his kiss. I have not been honest with him about that. He didn’t ask, so I didn’t volunteer. How can you tell someone that their kiss is not what you expected and hoped for it?
I am not saying he doesn’t know how to kiss. He just doesn’t know enough to my liking. It felt hurried, and too much, but not in a good way. It seemed he was trying too hard, not natural. Should I hurt his feelings and tell him that? Men have such fragile egos. He is extremely nice and kind and the last thing I want to do is hurt him or offend him. But kissing is extremely important to me. I cannot imagine being with someone that I don’t care to kiss.
These are the questions I have:
- Is there a way that I can gently tell him that his kissing is sub-par?
- Can I teach him how to kiss? Can I do it without offending him?
- Can the kissing get better? Can you turn a bad kiss into a bad kisser into a good kisser?
- Was he just nervous?
- Does he think that that was a good kiss?
- What about me? I think I am such a great kisser, but what if I am not? How does one know?
- If this is how he kisses, how will the rest be? Do I even want to find out?
- Is bad kissing a reason to break up with someone?
Perhaps finding an issue with his kiss is my way of finding a reason to break up with him, and continue to be single and free?
“I have found men who didn’t know how to kiss. I’ve always found time to teach them.” ― Mae West