Within you Without you

Last night, JFN. Then jam session at Michael's place, with his brother. Then his brother left for a while, and we talked, about love, mostly. Oddly enough, the song "within you without you" encompasses what we talked about. Then we listened to Bob Dylan.

But I wanted to write about something that has happened a few times now. Sometimes, he looks at me differently, like he's really looking at me. And at those moments, I can't seem to breathe for a few seconds. And I get so nervous. I hate to compare this to twilight, but it really fits perfectly. He dazzles me. I thought I understood what that meant... but now I think I really understand. What else do I have to learn?


I feel I must tell the whole truth here, even if I'm scared to really think it, for fear I'm wrong. But when he looks at me "differently", I wonder if he's looking at me with love, with adoration. I look at him like that all the time.