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TIFU by accidentally saying "I love you" on a first date

This was over a year ago but it still haunts me sometimes...

So, I went on this super cool date with a girl I had met recently. We went hiking 2 miles to the top of a mountain and sat on the edge of a cliff where you could see the ocean way off in the distance. It was the perfect place, we sat there for an hour despite it being over 100° F, we kissed while we watched the view and just joked around while talking about things.

Eventually we hiked back down where we were yelled at by someone because, unbeknownst to us, we were on private property. This just made the date even better as we complained about the person for the entire 2 mile hike to the bottom. Once we hit the bottom, we followed the hiking trails for a while where we setup picnic and I played guitar (yes I brought an acoustic and hiked with it) while eating lots of food.

After that, we began to pack up the picnic, but not before she gave me the longest hug ever. I'm not very used to such long hugs since I'm a pretty awkward person, but from seeing lots of movies, I knew I should've said something or whispered something in that moment.

After about 5 seconds of me thinking that I had to say something "romantic" during this hug, I randomly blurted/whispered out in the most awkward way, "I love you!"

The world became super silent after this as I prayed that she didn't hear what I just said. She never responded and just remained silent, so I figured she was either thinking that I was really weird or that she never heard me say anything. I let go of the hug and silently began packing up my things as I cursed at myself in my head. I knew that if she heard me, I would've came off as really awkward or pushy or something.

We went on our way back to my home where we bathed some puppies that my dog recently had, and finished out the date. We went on only one more date afterward about a week later.

I came to find out from a good friend on the phone that, she did indeed hear what I awkwardly said and it made her feel very weird. She said to my friend that she, "didn't feel the same way because we barely know eachother and I was latching on too quickly" etc. etc.

I knew there was no easy way of explaining to her that I never meant to say it and it was a just a mind fart. So I decided to keep quiet and hope she wouldn't mention anything to me. I figured it was also be too random to bring it up a week later.

Fast forward another week and she decides to cut off ties with me because she felt awkward about me saying, "I love you" and that she felt, "she wasn't ready for that kind of commitment so soon."

I was really bummed out because I really enjoyed hanging out with her and getting to know her, but I guess not everything works out.

So yeah, I learned my lesson and have been way more careful with what I say to people. Especially when on a first date.

TLDR; I went on a first date and accidentally whispered "I love you" while hugging. I was then cut off two weeks later for committing too fast to a relationship.

Edit: Grammar

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