Experience, so far

I have taken pictures without being in love.
I have met a boy.
His hair is the same color as yours and he listens to your music. He shares it with me the same way that you did. He is shorter and softer but just as inaccessible.
But he lets me sit on his bed and sleep on his floor.
We make the same jokes and surprisingly easy conversations that you and I did.
His friends are skeptical, not without reason, just as yours were.
There is tension and frustration and I already know more about him than most others. It has been less than a week.
There is the long distance girlfriend.
He mocks me the same as you did.
I talk to him the same as I talked to you.
We trade books and music and try to keep up with each other.
His sheets are soft and his hair is long.
I watched him sleep this morning.
I did not think that I would like him like this, like you.