When you send 20 texts per day, she thinks, “He must really like me.”
When you invite her to meet all of your friends, she thinks, “He wants me to know the important people in his life.”
When you say that she should join you for a concert in May and a trip in July, she thinks, “He wants me around for a bit.”
When you invite her to meet your coworkers, she thinks, “He’s showing me another side of his life.”
When you encourage her to try bike riding or learn how to swim, she thinks, “He wants to share these hobbies with me.”
When you express interest in showing up to events in the gay community, she thinks, “He’s willing to support my social interests.”
When you wrap your arms around her from behind as you two wind the day down, she thinks, “He wants me close.”
When you meet her friends, she thinks, “He’s interested in knowing more about my life.”
When you tell her that you think she’s beautiful, smart, and funny, and that you really like how she easily gets along well with all of your friends, she thinks, “Certainly he means this.”
Much like a college composition, any expectation held has a parenthetical citation to back up how that notion came to be.
If this wasn’t the case, I’d wonder if I was crazy. However, this isn’t so. I was plainly and simply mislead.