The Feelings Aren't Mutual

It's always hard when someone likes you more than you like them. For some, it's easy to be up front and just say "sorry but the feelings aren't mutual." For me, however, I don't like hurting people's feelings so I continue to go out with people even though I want nothing more than friendship. Only when they try and make a move do I let them know.

For those of you who know about Spoonie, this blog is about him. I had been out on a couple dates with him prior to the one this past weekend and had a good time. He is such a gentleman and is good company, but there are things about him that make me not want anything more than friendship. But this isn't going to be a blog about the list of likes and dislikes. I'm goin to talk about our last date.

We had planned to go out last Saturday for about a week. Usually we just go out for dinner and drinks, but this time, he called me a couple hours before we were to meet and said he had tickets for the Bulls game that night. I was so excited. I love going to Bulls games....actually any Chicago sports game live is a great time. I met him at his place since he lives down the street from the United Center, and then we walked to the game. We had a blast cheering on our team and the bonus was that the seats were really good!

Now at this point, I knew he was kind of interested in me.....obviously since he kept asking me out......but I thought since he never made it super apparent or tried to kiss me, that he just liked hanging out with me because we both always had fun together. I've come to the conclusion that he is very shy because at the game he awkwardly put his hand on my knee a couple times. It wasn't weird that he did it, but how he did it was almost like he had been thinking of how he was gonna do it for a while. After the game, we were going to walk back, after all like I said, he lived right down the street. Instead, he got a bike taxi to take us. It was kinda cool as I've never taken a bike taxi anywhere before, but it was almost too romantic for the situation. There was a heated blanket that covered us and colored lights hanging aroung the covered part of the wagon. Oh and let's not forget the speakers that were playing slow songs by Frank Sinatra. And again was rubbing my leg. The bike taxi was a nice gesture for sure....but I wasn't feeling it with him.

After we got back to his place, I kept saying I was tired to hint at him that I wasn't staying long. I didn't want to be rude and leave right after the game so we sat on the couch and watched TV. He was laying down with his feet on me and then eventually started falling asleep. When I noticed that, I woke him up and said I'm gonna go...you seem tired and I am too. I don't think he was too happy about me wanting to leave so early...it was only barely 11:00 p.m.....but oh well... We'll see if he asks to go out again!!