I was scared to talk to him, he

was so beautiful that I was all
psyched, his eyes were like...,
his hair were like..., when he
turned to look at you, you turned
into..., so try as I might, I couldn't
do, but then one day, in one of
those moments of courage that
come very, very few, I wrote to
him, being all spruce and fly,
asking him "So why haven't we
met so far?" giving him the cue,
he said: "I was scared to talk to you."