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Let me say this, I don't like weak emotional feelings for a girl but touching your hand meant the world...girl

You brought back the butterflies

made me weak in front of the guys and

I just couldn't wait for our eyes to meet.

And then, they did.

(Okay, be cool, don't sweat 'cause I know she won't wanna shake no wet, clammy hands...damn too late my heart took the bait).  My central nervous system has got to be more than just a system 'cause more than my "central" is nervous as hell and if it's fight or flight why won't my feet act like we got somewhere else to be and she is here right beside me in her smoothest gear, shit I've waited for this moment for years...told my peers that one day I would give that woman anything even if that meant a ring I would act like Luther and sing at our wedding reception...uh oh kaniption, break in connection, mini-rejection.

My bad.  Our eyes didn't meet.  You never really saw me dressed up sweet from my head to my feet.  You saw a groupie sitting in the front row seat.  Shoot!  Now what mister cool you just made a name for yourself as the court jester.  Wait, I can't quit now, I can't let this feeling fester so faster I think what can i do to make her sink, sink, fall for little old me? Hmmmmmmmm

Well, I'm not swole and i'm just an average man with moderate goals but I dig her and her game but if it's all the same that shit left a sour taste in my mouth so I think "what if I send some flowers?" I perseberate over this for hours but, I do it.

Do you think if I send them via the guy with the winged shoes that just maybe he won't lose them along the way?  Should i add some words or some game?  I've got to spark a flame so I'll send a sexy note with my name and a reminder about the front row.  yeah, that's the way to go.  Ms. don't you know that although there are some out there who don't care beyond your lipstick and hair that you are a respectable, beautiful, woman who could use a good man like me or me or me....