I've been meeting with this woman.
A woman already taken.
This is the third time in this restaurant.
And Vic is now calling her.
I can't really explain how or what I'm feeling...
But how could he?
At this time?
Couldn't he wait?
OK.. I know I sound selfish and stupid for expecting so much from a taken woman.
For building castles in a woman who isn't even mine.
Just a couple of minutes ago we were good.
You know...
We were at that point where you feel cupid's fist as you watch a coloured glass.
She's pretty (I have to admit)
And we were having a chat on how I make her feel, those goosebumps and matured butterflies (caterpillars) in her stomach.
I haven't been a man to fall in love with anyone but I get a warm and fuzzy feeling whenever I see her. Is that what people call love? Could you love someone you have never really known?
I do not know. I wish I did.
But at times it's so difficult to say no to such a kind of woman.
The kind that is taken but still searching for love.
She's got some space left for my love.
And I'm not ready to loose it all.
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