dear you,

dear you,
i don`t know if you realized this but yes, i am nervous when i talk to you, when you smile and when i look at you. And by the way, you never asked when or why i added you e-mail on my list.. first time when i looked at you i couldn`t believe my eyes because i could swear you are the perfect copy of one of my long-distance-lovers, Jaimie.
and there you were, 2 rows in front of me at a handball match and it was simply impossible for me to take my eyes off you. i still remember how amazing you were dressed *blush* -- black shirt, jeans and a totally awesome pair of Nike`s. damn, you`re hot *blush x 2*
first half of the match ended and everybody went outside for the break.. i desperately hoped you will come back when the second half starts. so i waited. [...] the beak ended and you didn`t come back. i was disappointed when i saw the players starting the game and all the rows in front of me empty.


damn, i`m so stupid! what was i waiting for? 
yes, i was probably waiting you to come sit next to me and introduce yourself.
and YES, i probably watched too many romance movies and cute-vampire books..