When it's after midnight and you're next to him and he just looks at you, the moon making his eyes look like stars. It feels like the moment is just frozen right there. He begins to smile, but you don't ever think anything of it so you just smile back. When he stares at you like you're the only person in the world. When his hugs make you feel safe. When he wants to hang out with you, a girl he only met once before 2 weeks earlier, rather than hanging out with his friends that he's known for years. When you're with him, hours can feel like minuets and days could seem like weeks. When he looks at you in the moonlight and his eyes looking like they belong in the sky. That silver blue color they turn out to be, makes you memorized. And when you're with him, everything else in the world doesn't seem to matter. That all the problems of the past just get pushed away and don't seem to be there anymore. The way I remind you of a song. And then you begin to sing it. Now, is that what happens with love?

 The way you act with me, is never the way you act when you're with anyone else. The cute conversations that get brought up when we’re texting. Everything you do seems to have a reason. And everything seems to mean something. The way you finished my sentence. Every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure. And every moment spent away is a moment I wonder when I'll see you next. And when I talk you listen. The look you seem to give everyone else when I'm around. Like you don't even want them there.

Is it love? Do you love me? Or am I just dreaming?