HE WROTE. SHE WROTE.
“WHO KNOWS I’d be falling for a man afar?
Is this real or just bizarre?
He says I’m his bright star–
The one who’d erase the scar
from my past- my self-inflicted war.
WHO KNOWS I’d be wanting with passion?
From the moment of what we have now begun
To finding my one in a billion…
I’ve been drenched with thoughts of him.”