I remember that it was an early summer evening, and the afterglow of the sunset sprinkled on every corner of the city, everything seemed so gentle and beautiful. However, it was on such a seemingly calm night that I lost my way in the whirlpool of emotions.
My acquaintance with him came from a chance encounter. That day, I was quietly reading a book in the corner of the café, while he sat not far away, occasionally casting an attentive look. There was a tenderness and firmness in his eyes that I could not say, as if it could penetrate my heart. In this way, we began to talk frequently, and every time we got along, I felt extremely happy and at ease.
However, as time went on, I gradually realized that his enthusiasm for me seemed to be a little overdone. He was always putting pressure on me inadvertently, whether it was too much concern in words or too much interference in action, which made me feel a little breathless. His love was so hard that I began to feel scared and uneasy.
I remember one time, we went to the movies together. After the movie, he held my hand tightly, his eyes full of anticipation. He asked me, "Do you like me, would you like to be with me?" and I was stunned, not knowing how to answer. I like him, there's no doubt about it, but his enthusiasm keeps me a little overwhelmed. I nodded slightly, but my heart was full of apprehension.
Since then, he's been more enthusiastic about me. He was always whispering sweet words in my ear, buying me all kinds of gifts, and even starting to plan our future. Every move he made made me feel extremely moved, but at the same time, I felt a little suffocated. I began to wonder, is this kind of love really right for me?
Finally, one day, I couldn't help it. I told him how I felt, and told him that his enthusiasm scared and upset me. He froze, as if he didn't expect me to say that. He hugged me tightly, his eyes full of remorse and guilt. He told me that he just loved me too much and was afraid of losing me, which is why he did it.
At that moment, I suddenly understood. It turned out that he didn't really want to hurt me, he just didn't know how to express his love properly. He pushed too hard, just because he cared too much about me. I gently stroked his hair and told him, "I love you too, but I want you to give me some space to be able to breathe freely." ”
Since then, he has started to change. He no longer interfered in my life as excessively as he used to, but learned to respect my choices and decisions. He's still nice to me, but he doesn't suffocate me anymore. Our relationship has become more harmonious and beautiful.
Looking back now, that experience was a bit bumpy, but it made me cherish our relationship even more. I learned a truth: in sexual interactions, if a man pushes too hard, it is really easy for a woman to fall for it. But this does not mean that we should run away from or resist such love, but that we should learn how to deal with and guide it correctly.
Love is a beautiful emotion that should make us feel happy and happy, not stress and bondage. When we encounter such love, we should learn to communicate openly and honestly and tell the other person our feelings and needs. Only in this way can we find a way to get along with each other that suits us, so that love flows more smoothly and beautifully between each other.
At the same time, we must also learn to respect each other's choices and decisions. Everyone has their own way of life and values, and we should respect and understand each other's choices. In love, we should not try to change each other, but learn to adapt and tolerate each other's differences. Only in this way can we establish a real trust and tacit understanding, so that love can bloom more brilliantly between each other.
Finally, I want to say that love requires the joint efforts and dedication of both parties. When we encounter a problem, we should learn to think calmly and seek solutions. Only in this way can we go through every stage of life together and make love the most beautiful gift in our lives.