...he introduced me to some pretty out there concepts, some pretty radical ideas...

I like you and you like me. We both begin to realize, innit? I have to confess, I'm a bit scared about it, but at the same time the impulse through you is stronger than anything I have felt in a long time. Perhaps it's the innocence that sticks out every time our eyes meet accidentally from one extreme of the conversation to the other, or the subtle and brief contact our skins enjoy two or three times before he arrives to remember us that the night we'll sleep together is still far from our proximate horizon.