The car stopped, My heart raced. He stepped out, my heart beat faster. He was walking toward me. His luscious brown hair and jade green eyes coming toward me. I stood there, frozen not knowing what to do next. Still coming. I smiled a little faint smile--he could probably barely see it. He stopped and looked at me, and then flased his big white toothy grin. My heart was pitter pattering with excitement. I was so happy to be there, I didn't want that moment to end, when he was there with me, smiling, not saying a word. He could see right through me, to my soul. My loneliness had been discovered my desperation uncovered, my emptiness found. He spoke. He told me of all the many years he had admired me from a far and hadn't the guts to come. But today I looked frail, I looked willing to listen. Today I was different. I had a questionable look on my face, he took it as a rejection. He turned on one foot about to run. I stepped near him and grabbed his arm. I swung him around and kissed him sweetly on the lips. At first just lightly and then more heavy, using this kiss to show him how I felt. I wanted him to know, I needed him to know. That day I had found who I was looking for, that day I found my soul mate, that day I found love.