She knew my problems, experience them first hand.
She understood why I was upset, and knew how to console me.
She knew my favorite movie, or perhaps just liked the same as her favorite.
She likes my favorite band, even as her own.
She seems perfect in everyway, and I can find no flaw.
She can read my every thought, but does she know how I feel.
If we have so much in common, does she already know?
8/5/02
