Loving Her

Ok, let me sit down and put what in my mind down here before it gets out of my mind.

I think I begin to love this little woman now so that I want to put the words describing what I think about her here to let her read it,which was not what I wanted to do before.

Why? Except for loving her, I can not give any other reason.

Later than 17:30, and it was the time for to leave for home, for her man, and it was the time I felt a little bit pitty 'cause I could not talk to her until 8:00 next morning, when she comes to work.

Why do I say that I am loving her? I think the only reason, from bottom of my hear, I want her to love me too. I can not imagine a man does not love the woman whom he does not want to love him. That is the evidence, no doubt about it.

What kink of love is it? Can I designate that? No, of course not, as I can not give her a reason to love me. It might be a Platonism, what else could it be, we have never seen each other in person, she is much younger than I am......whatever.

Anything else? I think yes. I want to get into her mind, her soul, by which the son of bitch can be driven out of her mind, her soul, far away from her body, which is left just for her man, the lucky guy who is going to marry her in not a long time. ah, I even want to go there to scheme an assassination to remove the funk inside her.

Are these evidence of loving her enough?