"Maria is something beautiful inside something else that happens to be beautiful too."
Maria, you've been officially "meat tagged".
Its nothing to worry about-just take it in stride.
I tagged Jenny Aniston, JLo, Heidi, Charlize, Paris, and Britney too.
They all laughed and told me to go to Hell.
I told them I can't because Hell doesn't take visa...
Morning Maria, another Valentine's Day came and went.
Writing to you on my I-Touch gets me through such days.
I used to write to a mutual friend but she stopped responding due to privacy issues.
Its too bad because I miss the feedback.
Just writing or reading with no response from others leaves me feeling cold.
I learn from writing and listening to others much more than writing or reading to myself.
However I regret not listening to myself more.
So anyway I write many many women, not just you.
You don't have to respond if you don't want to.
I'm not pushing up on you because I'm way too much of a push over.
You looked great last night by the way. You stole the show.
Seeing you looking so beautiful is such a welcomed departure from seeing you do your regular routine all the time.
You have so many different aspects to your personality and this is the part that we hardly ever get a chance to see.
I for one want to see much much more.
And that doesn't just include the glamour side but also the day to day side too.
Bad days build character and I bet you've had a million.
Forgive me. I'm so not used to sharing my ideas so openly.
As you can see I'm not from around here. I'm not a sports person or a tennis pro.
I'm still trying to find out who I am and if there is anyone else like me on this planet.
Hopefully one day that other martian, the one that I have been searching for-
will land her ship, find nothing out of the ordinary and take me away with her.
I don't think anyone would miss me. Would you find the time to miss me?
Or would your love for this game continue to be your favorite distraction.
That place that you can always go to when something is bothering you.
That safe haven that you run to to hide your true feelings when love happens
and then suddenly doesn't...
I wish I had a place to go to like that.
Forgive me, I don't mean to pry. And no I don't mince words.
I just figure why go to the trouble of posting something, and not say anything.
I know you probably think that I am high strung, insecure, and a bad bad writer.
And I apologize for all of that.
Maybe I've even said way too much again.
Sometimes you run into someone and you think to yourself what are they thinking.
Its not about what they do or anything like that, but its more about who they are. Inside.
I saw you and I wanted to know immediately what was inside.
Forgive me. What can I say, your youthful exuberance inspires me.
But certainly not enough for me to worship the court you walk on.
You don't need me for that anyway, you have more than enough of those.
If I did that you would be disappointed. Luckily I'm not good at it.
Bye Maria. Bye.