They know that a friendship kind of love may lead to a deeper relationship, perhaps even marriage, and they are frightened of the commitment.
For whatever reason, they put the brakes on just when passion is transitioning into something much more meaningful and lasting. Some people don’t know how to move to the next stage.
And when this happens, the dating process has worked.
The final verdict is, “Don’t proceed.” Even though this may bring sadness, think of the alternative.
To make matters worse, he totally pocket dialed me that night. You both start becoming way more bearable to be around, because you've finally mellowed out in public.
When my phone rang, I thought it was him calling to apologize, but instead I heard him and all the dudes laughing at a black jack table. You're not constantly whispering into each others ears when you're out with a group of friends or making out when you think no one is looking or leaving parties early to go have sex.
But inevitably the fever pitch cools off, and a seed of doubt is sown. If they can develop a relationship based on lasting qualities and true friendship, they stand a good chance of staying together.
Quick anecdote: we were just a month shy of the one year mark.
It was a Friday night and we'd made a date night for dinner and a movie.
He called me at work late in the afternoon to ask if he could break our date to go to Pechanga (a casino on an Indian Reservation in Temecula) with his guy friends for the night to gamble. First of all, he would have NEVER done this before. I told him I was really pissed that he was going to flake last minute, but now I didn't want to hang out with him anyway so he should go. I told him to go, when what I really meant was: you better not fucking go!
I called him a few hours later and he was on the road to Pechanga and I was like WTF?!