He was on just a while ago and we talked for an hour and a half. He kept bringing up the subject of when we kissed all those months ago. He said that he can't really explain how he was feeling at that moment but that he was so scared that he would do something wrong. He was saying how incredible it was when we kissed. He said it was like we kissed, and we were one person. Then we pulled away and we were two people again. Kissed again, one person. I wonder if this is how it feels to be in love...the total loss of all thoughts but those of the person you are talking to and know that you at least care about them. The total loss communication. I want to be in love. I didn't stop smiling the entire hour and a half we were talking. He said something about how when he was at his school's girls choice with the group of musical people and then at the movie they were watching at someone's house after, he was lonely because I wasn't there. Lonely for me. *sigh*