I told him I loved him and to my complete shock he said it back but...clearly felt obligated. 

It’s been almost two weeks, I haven’t heard anything from him.

I haven’t reached out either because I always reach out. I’m sick of being the only one to show I care. And I made the ultimate move, bared my soul and got more fucking vulnerable than I’ve been in years. 

At this point I am starting to resent him. 

Love is just a Mexican standoff.