Smothering Disheartens

Some people think that love comes in the form of frequent phone calls, text messages and joined-at-the-hip partnership. This isn't love, it's smothering.
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Relationships. One may consider them the most vacillating and precarious barque you will ever embark on. Do not be fooled by the promise of safe-keep when the vessel floats with ease in the favorable winds of the affairs of the heart for a swift change in conditions may be it's defeat and so she will sink like so many others before her. However, the most reliable references will define a relationship in these general terms: "The state of being related by kindred, affinity, or other alliance." Let's touch on the romantic relationship and a few things you need to know about it incase you don't. Firstly, you are not a couple after a random hook-up unless you talk about it. Second of all, you can use nicknames for each other within a couple but after a random hook-up I do not become your dear. Third of all, making sure each person in the couple is getting enough attention from one another is important so little gestures that show how much you care are endearing except when you flood my facebook, voice mail and sms inbox after a random hook-up (it's not like you are pregnant because the laws of nature don't function that way so I really don't get what you're trying to tell me). Fourth of all, in a couple you are generally nice to each other and in friendship you are generally nice to one another. They are two different realities and not one in the same. There is a difference.
A night out in my city, allowed me to meet this guy who was nice but I had no particular interest in him. He was from Israel and was a really interesting guy. I just wasn't attracted. At the time, I was on medicine I was not supposed to be drinking with but I disregarded all medical instructions and went for the booze. When with him, I also went for a pink mandarini which somehow discombobulated my thought process. When he offered for us to go back to his place, I said no at first but somehow that no became a yes. Walking over, I started asking myself what the hell I've gotten myself into. Making a run for it would be a little bizarre but the only thing I could come up with. Needless to say, a lady never runs (except at the gym). Arrived, he showed me some music he had worked on while I sat on the other side of the room on the couch. After, playing a bit guitar he came over to my side. At this point he leans in and kisses me. This is what's going on in my head:
Oh my dear lord what on earth do I do? I don't want to reject him because that sucks for guys...wait I really don't care at this point. Dumbass brother! You were supposed to call me now! Worst wing man ever! Get your hands off of there fool before I pull some Kung fu on you.
I pushed him back lightly, asked for the time and said I had to be on my way. I hoped in a cab and went home. I had no intention of seeing that guy again. He somehow managed to smother me from afar. I didn't even answer all his messages but still he persisted. Finally, I womaned up and told him to f off politely. I said we could be friends and nothing more (I guess in his twisted mind he must have thought friends with benefits was also what I meant although there wasn't a chance in hell that would ever happen). I told him off again (a little less politely). He answered back a little hurt but offering me supper anytime. Some guys just never give up. You just need to know when to stick your ground, when to run for the hills and when to give in (if ever).