the world works in such strange ways
some nights as i lay there starring into beauty i can;t help but ponder. i wonder will she ever notice how i arrived? my gentle, quiet intrusion into her life. seemingly waveless, virtually seamless. will she realize i never arrived a night in shining armor, i was never the hero in in the hat on his white steed with its flowing main, i was never the crazy wiled rocker who took her to the beat? im simply the quiet little man who mostly by chance she did meet. i'll never do anything spectacular, my biggest move is remembering what kind of chocolate bar she likes, knowing exactly where to kiss her neck, knowing the cookie that she would want most from that store on the main drag. how she noticed me i'll never see, but i'll never complain, never would i question the greatest thing to happen to me, even if no part of it makes since.