the first time i met you was just the other night. you were sweet and charming and very polite. you held open doors and asked me about my favorite bands. and i couldn't help but think, "he looks like a guy who understands." you're an easy guy to talk to, thats for sure. i'm not sure what it is about you, but you can tell that your heart is pure. who knows why, maybe it's because you're so close to your mom. maybe i'll have to wait and read about it on poetry.com. i went to that familiar page and looked you up just like i promised. the chance to get to read something you've written is not an opportunity i would have missed. i read them all through until the very end and i have to say, you are quite talented, my friend. i got to the very last poem entitled, "the person i don't know." and i thought to myself, "that just might be the sweetest thing anyone's ever writtten me. he must be a pro." and i flashed that smile that caught you by surprise, and i said, "this proves it. he's different than all the rest of those guys."