Odd situation

He seems lonely. Sometimes he does not reply to a very direct text question (what time shall we meet on Thursday?) until a day later. I sense that he "saves" it to create more interaction. Me, I'm mystified. If more people knew this guy, he'd be so popular that I'd have to book an appointment.

I really really like this guy. Some part of me want to keep him to myself. "Ah, bad luck you morons, look what gem I found me!!!". The other part of me wants to kill the psychotic Annie Wilkes in me and thinks "Wow wow wow. This is no good. He needs a few strokes by a few more people, maybe some feminine attention." And he's not dysfunctional at all, not needy at all, not particularly shy, he's just really great. I don't get it.

Is this love?

When he's not around, I find myself trying to recreate what life would be if he was there. I like this guy so much that I'd like to spend as much time as possible surrounded by his aura, his world, the things he likes, the topics he talks about, his amazing smile, the fabulous love that radiates out of him. I wish that the nights without him were as shiny as the nights with him. I want more of this guy, please, please.