The part I keep coming back to is her hand in mine while we walked. I hadn’t spent the whole night trying to work out whether she wanted to be near me. She kept showing me that she did.
We kissed several times. She smiled, reached for me, and found reasons to stay close. I initiated some of it, but so did she. By the end of the night, I felt we’d made a connection, and I had specific moments to attach that feeling to.
At first, talking on Snapchat seemed to follow naturally. She answered fairly quickly, told me things about her day, and seemed interested in the conversation. We talked about seeing each other again.
When I suggested the following weekend, her answer was a little uncertain. She said it might be early to ask, but yes—she just needed to see how tired she was. I said we could see how things went. It wasn’t a firm plan, but it wasn’t a no, either.
Since then, I’ve usually been the one starting conversations. Sometimes she responds normally. She’ll send a random meme or sticker, which makes the distance harder to read. Other times, we barely talk for days. She rarely starts the kind of conversation that gives us something to build on.
I know people get busy. I also know enjoying someone’s company doesn’t necessarily mean wanting to message all day. I’m not expecting constant contact. I’m looking for some sense that she wants to keep this going, too.
It’s possible she liked me that night and feels differently now. It’s possible she’s interested and simply doesn’t initiate much. Both explanations fit parts of what’s happened, which leaves me looking at the same messages without getting any closer to an answer.
I don’t want to stop reaching out as a test or deliberately ignore her to get attention. But I also don’t want to keep investing in something I’m carrying by myself. If I leave the next conversation to her, am I giving her room—or accepting that this may already be fading?
