It all started in 2001, when I met a man, I continue to know. It couldn’t have been any better. No, that’s before he and I have come face to face. My world turned the other way, and I was speechless. He just took my breath away, and I think he was a wonderful drop-dead handsome guy.
We bumped into each other throughout the day. It’s always been, “Hey, how are you?” and “It’s a nice day, isn’t it, ma’am?” Stuff that way, man. And it’s all going to be embarrassing. Oh, gosh, I’m going to get all hot and shaky, sweating and dry mouth. I wish we could be together, but somehow it doesn’t go as planned.
Somehow, my life is going to crash when our eyes meet. His eyes are greenish-blue, and mine are hazel. It’s just fate when I’m around him. I don’t have the guts to say, “Tell me, baby, do you love me?” Don’t mind it. I’m just going to go on and on. But I hope that one day we might have been together.
Yeah, yeah, woe is me! I’m just a woman, and he’s a man that I love. We’re just friends. I want to have this Hubba-Hubba, and I want to be his wife. There’s nothing I can think of anymore.
Maybe one day, we’re going to be together. Yeah, I think that “one day” is going to happen sooner than later. Anyway, my name is Christina McKee, and I’m from Philadelphia, and twenty-seven-year-old. I live in the city of Philly, there’s no other place in Pennsylvania.
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