I feel for him a deep and true love, I wish I could say he feels the same, but I neither can say the contrary. I open my eyes in the morning longing to see him, I am not always lucky, he does not always show up when I count on him to, and he tends to disappear if I got used to him. I don't know, it may be that we have been together for a while or that I begin to put up with him, but it seems I am getting the hang of this weird relationship.