Between philia and eros

I pretend not to look at you, and then I looked at you and then you looked at me and then we exchanged cheeky grins.

I must have forgot about it during the day because I was busy. But it’s all coming to me now. I need to sleep and wake up early tomorrow but I think my sleep has swiftly left the room.

I was talking to a friend about this ‘love’ we both have in our hearts. So much and so intense that it burns us up. It’s quite an undefined and a crude sort of ‘love’ as well. Can’t quite categorise what kind of love it is either. Can’t quite understand it. Sometimes I fear, that it is ‘false’, not based on reality.

I have trouble understanding myself. I am so much better at understanding others and their deep motivations and agendas.

I’m not complaining though. It’s a mystic area and I love exploring it.

Ah but good things don’t last do they? I think it was another end of an era. Well at least summer is coming and there I will be discovering new horizons.