I see him looking at me sometimes and I like it. Like the other day when I was talking to his mom, and I feel that often when I talk to him. He sees people. He sees me. He genuinely wants to know and help. He doesn’t tell me he ‘gets’ me while trying to convince me I’ll never get him. He doesn’t send perverted messages or speak out of turn, but he flirts like he gets paid to do it. He doesn’t rub against me or try to put his tongue down my throat; he doesn’t ignore me or make me feel unworthy of him. He respects me, he respects his mother, he wants to respect his girlfriend but he is bothered that she might not deserve it. He is good people and I want to be near him. That’s all I know right now. It’s a gut reaction that I have to follow and believe in.