it's when the questions start creeping in. is there something real there? are you just wasting his time? is he just wasting yours?
it's when you start testing each other. can you be together when there's nothing to do? when there's too much to do? and, of course, the biggest test of all? do the dogs get along?
it's when there are no definitions. you know each other, but you don't. you meet each other's friends, but not family. and you have no idea what he refers to you as to any of them.
you imagine hanging out in the future, but know there's things you dream of doing that he wouldn't. things he may dream of that you wouldn't. but it's probably too early to have the "future" talk?
some of those silly little things start to bother you. but the idea of not having him in your life may bother you more.
you start to question. you start to take for granted. you start to hope for. little things. big things. everything.
should you pay attention to the signs, the nagging feelings, the adorable guy that smiled at you as you were getting coffee?
do you listen to your friends that say he's great, real, sincere, and all the things you wished for in the last one? who tell you not to screw this one up?
or do you listen to your mom who says not to