We're going pretty well lately, despite a bit of a spat about him forgetting about my mention of London for the end of the year. We've decided to try to go to London for New Year's now. He took last Thursday off to re-celebrate my 25th bday with me (from a CL ad I put out at that time). He planned 5 dates in one day, and it was super sweet. My favorite part was sitting by the river at night, sipping beer, smoking cigs and looking at each other. I think I could be falling for this guy. Not even because we do things (since none of my previous boyfriends did anything), but because I can see a future with him, because we're both equally dorky, because I think we can be awesome together. I really like him. I find myself thinking about him at all hours of the day. I even have moments where I want to tell him I love him. I'm still deciding whether I can be in love with him
One thing that does bother me (or maybe it's just me being awkward and keeping him at arm's length) is the fact that I cannot pour my soul to him. I cannot tell him everyone on my mind to vent or find solace. I know what his reaction will be : a) a sarcastic comment b) declaration of his desire to stroke my hair c) a pouty face. Granted, this isn't his fault. He didn't grow up with a lot of family problems and naturally he would not know how to deal with them when talking to someone riddled with them. But I'm almost positive that this will be the one thing keeping me from being ever close to him. That, and the fact that he does not have friends here, which will eventually put a strain on our relationship.