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Who are you, the mysterious girl that has gotten my attention. I mean, it’s strange to think about something or someone of what you only know few details that actually don’t tell nothing about it. You just have them, but you can’t use them, they just are in your mind. I think I’m loosing my mind, cause every day I think about your smile, how you laugh, what you look like, how you talk and act, what will you think about me. I mean this actually is from normal persons view as stupid as it sound, as crazy as it is. But think about it, I know a name, place of work, of what I’m not so sure about, and like the quarter that you live on. Those few things lets me loose. I just wonder when I’ll finally meet you, is this everything just going to vanish in to the air. And I’ll be like: and this is what kept me “dreaming”? For fuck sake for how long. But this is not going to happen, as I made few calls in my “army intelligence” shirt and I found out that the bonding object has came to the destination few days ago, there is still no calls and I guess it’s not the time, or the time wont never come, or they are just too busy or this or that…. We come to ground zero, we finish where we started and now we think about why so? There are million reasons for that, luckily I got nothing but time, But seriously I can promise myself that some day, I’ll meet this mysterious girl and ask “who are you?” Until then, I think I’ll keep on guessing.


“The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and science.”