| Drakee | Дата: Четверг, Сегодня, 00:56 | Сообщение # 1 | | Рядовой Группа: Пользователи Сообщений: 26 Статус: Offline | I’m sitting on my sofa right now, still wearing his oversized hoodie and nursing a lukewarm cup of tea, and I honestly can’t stop grinning at the ceiling. You know that feeling when your heart just feels completely full? Not the "butterflies-making-you-sick" kind of feeling, but the warm, honey-thick kind of happy. We just got back from a spontaneous trip to this old-school arcade downtown, and my cheeks actually hurt from laughing so much. It wasn't some grand, expensive gesture—it was just us.
But as I was sitting here, I started thinking about how different this feels compared to what I used to go through. I used to be so guarded. I remember when we first started seeing each other, I was constantly overanalyzing everything. I was so scared of being "love bombed" again beacuse I’d been burned by guys who come on way too strong only to disappear. I actually spent a whole night scrolling through https://www.sofiadate.com/dating-tips/love-bombing-vs-genuine-interest just trying to figure out if his kindness was a red flag or the real deal.
The flashback to our second week is so vivid now. He’d asked if he could drop off some soup because I’d mentioned a slight sniffle over text. In my head, I was like, "Is this too much? Is he trying to buy my affection?" But when he showed up, he didn't even ask to come in. He just handed me the thermos, gave me a quick squeeze, told me to get some rest, and left. There was no pressure, no "look at what a great guy I am" performance. Just pure, genuine care.
Tonight at the arcade, he spent forty minutes trying to win me this ridiculous, bug-eyed plushie because he remembered me saying I liked weird-looking stuffed animals months ago. It wasn't about the prize; it was about the fact that he actually listens. That’s the thing I realized—love bombing is about the person doing the bombing feeling powerful, but genuine interest is about making you feel seen.
I’m so glad I didn't let my past cynicism ruin this. Watching him get all competitive over Air Hockey tonight while making sure I always had a drink in my hand... it just clicked. It’s the consistency that wins. If you’re out there wondering if it’s real, look for the small, steady stuff. The "I remembered you liked this" moments are worth way more than a thousand roses. Life is just really, really good today. | | | | |
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