This morning I woke up from someone caressing me and kissing my ears. I asked if he was done thinking, said that he had made a decision not to be intimate, a decision that was hurtful to me but that I respected. His behavior was not putting me in the mood, and he agreed it was hypocritical. At grandma's for lunch he said I was the sunshine of his life. Walking home from the movie he told me that he would have wanted me to cook for him at the house one time. I said that I had offered to do so but he turned it down, and that I was under the impression that he wanted to go out and eat and enjoy the city before returning to the country kitchen on Lipsi. Never before had he eaten breakfast so why would I assume that he wanted to join me for breakfast in the kitchen? I said that I am more than happy to cook for him any of the remaining days. No, that's not the same. It would have been nice if you had insisted on it, now when it was something he suggested it wasn't the same. I'm shy, he said. I told him that I expect him to communicate any wishes and not leave the mind reading to me. I asked what I could take from this conversation to improve our relationship, did he want me to make him breakfast or cook dinner? No. That was not the point. He just wanted to say this. I said, well that just puts a load of guilt on my shoulders then, if there is nothing I can learn and change from this. That was not his intention. Things like this just make me wonder. He has a much greater need to feel special, courted, looked after than I do.