I wish that I had the courage to tell him how much he already means to me, how much I look forward to these nightly phone calls and weekend visits, and how much I wish I could look into his eyes and know that he's feeling the same way.

There is this mystery about him, this push-pull, take me-leave me dichotomy that is as enthralling as it is frustrating.

What I know is that I want him.

What I don't know, is if he wants me.