Well I did it. I met a woman. We went out. And I fell for her. And I forward her what I've been meaning to tell her. Been meaning to say. I told her my feelings that I have for her. I told her "I love you". I haven't heard from her yet. I don't know what she is going to say, going to do, going to think. I don't know what if anything we are going to do after. She has all the power over me now. It's up to her. But I hope for the best.

But if she decides against me. I'm going to be saddened. There is a perfect song that song is "Love In Vain" by Robert Johnson. It totally reflects my feelings.

I dreamt about you. I was in a kitchen. Looking out the window. I saw you. You started walking to the kitchen. I saw you come through the door. "Hi." "Hi." We hugged. We parted. Looking at your pretty face. I missed seeing you. We stayed close together. I was filled with the love that I have for you. I reached out and gently took a hold of your hand. Tell her how you feel, my mind said. "[  ], are you happy?" "I . . .' You were hesitating. "I don't know." I felt my grip gently tightening. "You know that I care about you." "I know." We looked at our hands. I looked up at you. Tell her. "[  ]," Looking at you. I almost told you, "I want to be with you. You deserve to be happy with me.". "I love you, [  ]." I leaned forward and kissed you. You kissed me back. We parted. Still close. Your pretty face was all I saw. We leaned each other's head onto one another. And kept looking at one another. "I love you," you whispered. I saw your pretty smile the one I missed. Then I woke up.

Trying to work up the courage. I saw her last week, but she wasn't available to talk to me for a minute. It was still nice but I know I still want to see her. Thought about her all day yesterday. I conger up the smallest amount of courage. And I went to the place where she is. But then I stopped a couple of places away. Then I got frightened and turned and ran away. I'm thinking about her again. Trying to work up the courage. I have her in my mind. I have the time that I want to go down there and see her (at 2 p.m.) hopefully. Now I have to move my feet towards her and see her. And I hope this time she does have a minute to talk.

I gathered all the courage that I could mustered and I went down there. Went over. Went in. And I didn't see her. She wasn't there. Looked around for her. I didn't see her. I left. Hoped that the next time I come down there and see her again.

I come here. To see you. I see you. You look beautiful as always. You move around the room. I steal a glance at you, at your beauty. You look at me and smile. You steal my heart. I want to approach you and tell you, "You have my heart.". But since I haven't told you yet. Know your beauty, you radiates in my heart.

I'm sitting with you. I'm looking at you. I like being near you. I like being with you. I like your pretty smile. I like your beautiful face. I am captivated, compelled, and mesmerized by you. In my thoughts and in my dreams. I see you in my mind. I see you in my dreams. Then I want to see you and when I see you, I can't stop looking at you. You behold me. You entrance me. You are so lovely. I love you.

I see something. Well I see someone I like. Someone who is beyond pretty. Someone who is all-encompassing. Someone who gets more beautiful every time I see her. Someone who is the center of my universe. Someone who I love.

My Babygirl. I see you. I miss you. I think about you. I dream about you. I find you beautiful. I find you pretty. I hug you. I hold you. I like you. I love you. I am yours.