I'm thinking about you. You mean a lot to me. And when we're together in all our moments, I feel my love for you. When I see you, our togetherness is wonderful. Something I cherish. And I see in your pretty face you feel the same.

I see a lone woman. She's standing there alone. She's so beautiful. She's waiting. Our eyes meet. I see bright eyes. I see a radiant smile. I've fallen in love with her. Went to her. She's waiting for me.

There is a woman that I love. I know her. She knows me. We see each other. When we're together I'm too shy to tell her of my feelings, but as we spend time my love for her grows every time. I love everything about her. The way she acts. The way she moves. The way she looks. As I feel my heart beat for her every time she's near the love engulfs me. I feel all these things. I feel all these emotions. I feel all these feelings. But I'm shy to let her know how I feel about her because I have no idea what her feelings are for me. Sometimes I see a longing looking in her face as if she is waiting for me to tell her exactly how I feel, but I carry on with this unrequited love that I have for her.

In the way we are together; I see you, looking beautiful. The smile on your face makes my love for you even more so, and I just wanted to let you know that.

I want to see you again. I like being with you. You always make my day when I see you. You are lovely inside and out. When I'm with you I get shy about what I want to say to you. What I really want to say to you. And each moment we spend together is drawing it out. Drawing it out of me. For you to finally hear. The words I need to say to you. I like you.

I went to your job to see you and to give you a rose. Walked in and I didn't see you. I bought a can of Coke and waited patiently nervously for you. Time past and you didn't come in. Yet I still waited. Hoping you would appear at any moment. Couldn't wait there any longer. My Coke was empty soon after I sat down and began to wait for you. I went up to the man behind the bar and asked, "Is [  ] going to be here today?" "No. She's going to be here on Sunday." "Okay." I put the rose onto the bar. "Can you give this to her?" "I'll make sure she will get it." "Thanks."

I hoped that he texted you and told you, you have a rose waiting for you. I hope you got it. I'm unsure what to do. Either go back and see you and tell you I was the one who gave you the rose. Or just let you think I'm just a secret admirer of yours.

When I'm with you, I can only stare at you.
When I'm with you, I feel the love that I have for you.
When I'm with you, I'm struck into silence by your beauty.
When I'm with you, I fall in love with you again.
When I'm with you, I feel my heart beat.
When I'm with you, I want to hold you and tell you how I feel. How I adore you.
When I'm with you, I want to hold your hand.
When I'm with you, I want to tell you I love you.
When I'm with you, I want to see you smile.
When I'm with you, I like being with you.
When we're together.