Why must romance plateau after moving in with one another? “We hang out all the time” was his counter after I hinted at wanting a date-night in the near future. Lying in bed, and keeping my voice at a neutral tone, my twisted face is hidden in the darkness as I process his response to my inquisition. I’m a self-proclaimed cheeseball, so the slightest touch of romance shared between the two of us completely satisfies me for a long while. Do I keep asking for a date? Do I wait around and sulk? Should I take the initiative, plan a romantic day, and lead by example? I guess I could, instead of waiting around like some pissed off Disney princess. Restaurants and creative, thoughtful nights on the town are more than appreciated, but there’s nothing wrong with a simple walk in the park on a beautiful day, or a day of exploration together in the city. Maybe he just doesn’t get it… a classic case of the romantic and the non-romantic.
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Miller was born and raised in Anchorage, Alaska, and graduated from Indiana University Bloomington with a BA in Music Business. Gays in the Life was a blog meant to highlight the similarities and differences between gay and heterosexual relationships, and still does on occasion, but has morphed into a greater lifestyle and relationship blog. From Pinterest projects and decor to facing hard truths in career and love, this blog is inspired by Miller's personal experience with life and everything in between. Topics outside of the relationship category on Gays in the Life include low-carb health, fitness, and wellness. Miller currently resides in Indianapolis with his husband and their dog, Reynold. View all posts by Jamal