Trance

When I'm with him in the evening, after class, I feel like I'm in some sort of trance. I like it, it's just that I dread the morning after. It's as if I'm waking up from a dream. I don't know if what happened the night before actually happened or if it was just some really vivid thing I dreamed up. Of course I know it happened, but neither of us acknowledge that it did so, it's like it doesn't matter if it did anyway. I hate that, but I can understand it. We're different people when we're in class, compared to when we're together. Plus, we need to focus on getting things done. I don't know, it's just really weird between us right now.