dana2
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Alright, so here’s how it went. Last Monday, we were texting during the inauguration. I then asked if he had a few minutes at some point during the day to chat on the phone so I could ask him about some places I looked up for Dallas. After a few hours he replied “Sorry got busy, what’s up”. My 2 girl friends I was with at the time just suggested I try to call. I did and he didn’t answer. I followed up with a text saying that I just wanted to ask him about some places in Dallas I looked up and was wondering if he planned to meet up Friday or Saturday. He replied the next morning and said he would be there all weekend, so he was down to meet up whenever.
I got to Dallas on Friday. In the morning, I sent him a snap from when I was at the airport and we were chatting pretty consistently through there and then text when i landed. It was the most responsive he’s been thus far. We ended meeting up at an Italian restaurant in Dallas. We sat at the bar while we waited for a table and chatted. He was very nice, but definitely seemed a bit more on the quiet/reserved side but he did his fair share of talking as well. Not sure if he’s just naturally very chill or if it was nerves. We both ordered a drink at the bar but he mentioned being a lightweight/not a big drinker and I told him I’m the same. We then sat for dinner and spoke even more. We seem to want the same things out of life and have a lot in common. I enjoyed the dinner with him but part of me did wonder if he’s a little TOO introverted for me. However, after dinner we went to 2 gay bars and I feel like he opened up a bit more as the night went on.
When we were talking about not being huge fans of going out, partying, and drinking, I did say “I had a good time tonight though” and he said “me too”. At the second bar we were at, it was a little past midnight but we booked a brunch together for the next day. Shortly after, he said “I think I’m gonna head back soon”. We both ordered Ubers, I hugged him goodbye and went our separate ways. I sent him a text as soon as I got in (only a few minutes later because the bar was super close to where I was staying) to thank him for meeting up with me and telling him I had a great time. He didn’t reply, but I figured he probably passed out because he seemed to be tired and mentioned the alcohol hitting him.
The next morning (Saturday) I texted him to tell him to let me know when he is awake and asked how he was feeling. He said he felt like shit and never wants to drink again. I thought he might be trying to flake out of our lunch, but we still ended up going. I actually drove and picked him up. He told me how he woke up at 5am and was puking and then he had to take a drive to an antique shop to pick up some tables for his Dad (which we were texting about before I picked him up). I mentioned doing something together later at night but we didn’t have to drink again because I wasn’t really in the mood for more alcohol either. We had our lunch and then he mentioned how he wanted to get some rest. I dropped him back off and he said “I’ll text you in a little bit”. This was maybe around 1:30-ish in the afternoon.
A few hours went by so I texted him and asked if he got any rest and how he was feeling. I asked if he’d be down to do something more low key, like a comedy show. The texts went like this:
Him: “I feel like shit to be honest. And not really” (meaning he didn’t get any rest). “But I forgot my friend wanted to have dinner and he made a reservation for 8:30 tonight so I have to go to that. We can do something after
Me: Damn alright. Let me know when you’re done I want to make sure to say goodbye before you leave tomorrow AM, unless you’d like to get breakfast
Him: I know, I thought he still lived in Dallas so I told him I was visiting and he told me he moved to Chicago and next thing I know he’s like I am flying to Dallas Saturday and reserved dinner for 8:30. He’s always traveling. So I’m like shit.
Me: Don’t sweat it, go enjoy dinner with your friend. I’m gonna grab something to eat and then hit up some of the bars around here. Text me when you’re done and we can meet up.
I ended up going to grab something to eat on my own and went to a few bars myself. He never texted me. I know he told me he was driving back home early Sunday (yesterday) morning, but I have not heard from him since. I ended up making a Tinder profile just to see if he was on there in the middle of the night because I couldn’t sleep and he was. Maybe the story about the dinner with his “friend” was true or maybe he met up with someone he met on Tinder or another app.
I just wish he at least had the courtesy to text me at least the next morning and say “sorry, I was out later than expected” or something like that, but nothing. I’m confused because I feel like if he didn’t like me the first night we met, he wouldn’t have gone out to lunch with me again the next day. So I’m left feeling really hurt and confused.
I’ve been wanting to text him, but I’m not sure what to even say. My friends are all telling me not to.
Forget about him. Don't take it personally, but he is not interested in you romantically. In the past I have had my share of situations of being attracted to people where the attraction was not reciprocated. That is just life. I suggest to join a local gay hobby group (around me there are gay hiking and gay scuba groups). It's a good way to meet people.