I was confused...I couldn't sort out my feelings. After my father and had went to bed Johnny had cornered me in the hall. He had looked my straight in the eye and said "Do you love Jack?". And I had no idea what to say. Did I? Love was a big thing. No, it was more than a big thing, it was a huge thing. It was a wonderful thing. But it was also a scary thing.

I know I had something very special with Jack. Something I might never have with anyone else. I didn't completly understand it. It was something big and I could feel it. It was wonderful and terrible all at once. It was desperate and aching. And it forced me to deal with emotions I never thought I had.

Love

I love you*,
Not only for what you are,
But for what I am
When I am with you.

I love you
Not only for what
You have mad of yourself,
But for what
You are making of me.

I love you
For the part of me
That you bring out;
I love you