This Is How a Heart Breaks

He had to go and do it... He brought up the subject of religion, and we had a very candid conversation. I was hoping to put it off; the pessimist/realist in me anticipated disappointment and I liked him enough that I was willing to stave off that conversation, and hence the eventual disappointment, for a while. He confirmed what I didn't want to hear: we are not on the same page. God, I wish he was. I like him a lot. We like each other a lot. But I need to be on the same page as my partner, and he needs the same thing in a partner. And we're not. We aren't being dogmatic, we are just being real with each other. We will still be great friends, but it's not going to work in the long term without one or both of us changing. We are mature adults, and we know this to be true. He is a very special man, and most Christians should aspire to show the kind of warmth, love and compassion to other people that he does on daily basis. So now I'm sad. Disappointed, really. It's probably better this way, since we won't be wasting each other's time in the sense of finding a mate. But we are still going to go out this weekend, and be friends. We still have a date, but the face of the relationship just changed... and right now, it's frowning. I wish it could have waited at least until I got one good knock-out kiss. The thought was nice while it lasted.