I don't know what this is, but after all these years even after you slip slowly out of my way, I still think fondly of you? After seeing you finally since 3 years ago, I still have the butterflies worms lizards all kinds of tickling animals in my stomach heart kidney every part of my body? After I went home I couldn't start to sleep just thinking about how short our conversation went, about the voice I've been longing to hear, the hand I've been longing to touch and the eyes I've been longing to see face to face? And the next day I can only wonder and keep on wondering where we'll be headed because no matter how accepting I'd have to be about whatever that comes along my days I can assure you how it'd be hard to possibly stand watching you end up with someone else, why is that still so? Why do I dream and only dream of a future with you, spend my mornings noons and nights with you and everything related to you? Why is it that we are hardly near each other even though distance only separates us by two quick hours but you're still the hardest stranger I can't imagine letting go as if there's no other male out of gazillions of humans on earth?

and I can only wish one day I'll hear the words I've always felt for you.
and hopefully from you.