Another Post About #Love

So today I let out all my strange feelings, pressures, and sensations go. And just accepted it. I accepted to start dating my dance partner.
Sometimes if I think about it too much, I can hear my family screaming at me and my parents shaking their heads. Dancing and this physical exercise and intimacy leads to attraction.
Perhaps, perhaps if he started dancing with another girl he'd fall for her too. Perhaps what he tells me about his past partnerships are all lies. Who knows. But I chose to believe him.

So technically I now have an unofficial boyfriend. I need to learn to keep my mouth shut now... since I'm a bit of a blabber mouth myself and I'm afraid of all the disapproval I was warned of before.
My family, I know, are going to disapprove...
I don't know about what Mommy and Dad will think...
And I know my friends don't like the idea of the two of us together... 

He's 29! He's short, he's not /that/ good looking, he's a dancer.
But hey... I care for him. He's a really good friend, and I think I might like like him too...

I personally don't think things will go any further than dating. We have different paths to walk, I've barely started and he needs to start thinking about settling. But hey, why not try it out while we're still young.
He's agreed to step aside if I find someone else... and I need to accept... that eventually I might hurt him...
Even if we do break up in the future, I do hope we can still be friends. As a person and a friend, I still care for him, and hope he finds his own happiness in life.