Something is Different.

Today, I looked at him, and I saw something different. Something I've never seen or felt before. I can't put my finger on it. It gave me this mental image of mud shifting, walls cracking, gates creaking open. I don't even know what the feeling was. Maybe we're maturing? Maybe, now that high school is over and things are changing, we're changing too? Perhaps this relationship is becoming more than the typical high-school love affair. We're going off to college together, growing up together, putting the thoughts of eventually moving in with each other and getting married, having kids and growing old together in our heads. He's loosening up to me. After four months, he's finally loosening up. His demeanor is changing. He's becoming more like himself than I've ever known, or seen. Or maybe this is a new change; for him, for both of us. Maybe what I'm seeing is his way of moving things around and along. Maybe things between us will never be typical.

I really can't discern what I saw when I looked at him today. I don't know what to think. It's out of the ordinary, even for us, and I've been thinking about it a lot since I got home. I see nothing wrong with it, but that doesn't mean the potential for bad shifts in our relationship isn't there. I'm over-thinking this. I'm too distracted by everything else, and it's blowing this whole thing out of proportion. I'm delirious; hallucinating a shift in our relationship. If anything, we've become stronger. He's my happy-go-lucky good luck charm. He's the light in my life. He makes my heart flutter and my lips curve into a smile. He kisses me with such caring that it leaves me breathless. Things are right. Things are good. Things are going to get better, better than they are now.

Right?