So she met you and was caught by your eye. Your fuzzy bush of a head and those sweet, adorable brown eyes of yours do nothing but make her heart sing. The crisp shirt upon your back, stretched apart so pristinely across your chest; how could any woman hold her emotions in?
Your voice, so bold, so gallant and so filled with compassion. Your words so laden with wit and intellect, speak from your heart which touches each and every single nerve that courses through her body. Every single glimpse, every single glance sends shivers down her spine; paralysing her lips and her throat. She can't breathe. She can't speak.
With your heart so pure, and your conviction so strong, she knows that you will never be hers because it is forbidden. You cannot love her because she doesn't exist and she cannot love you because she cannot. She just cannot.
There's no way through.
Forget it.
Just pass the ball.
! dug deep in the sand
