n der he was
staring in2 ma eyes as a child stare at candy
he was an image of perfection
his hazel nut eyes were as deep as spring
n,oh, soo full of mystery like a treasure waiting 2 b opened
he could win any gurls heart 
my stomach was churning like milk in a blender
ma heart was beating as if i juss run a marathon
i was sooo excited dat he came up to me to talk 2 me
not juss any gurl bt ME
then he asked .....
all i had 2 do was to get the rite words out bt it was hard
his perfection stunned ma thoughts
bt he was awaiting my response 2 da question
i finally managed 2 speak in a cool way
da words flowing out of ma lips:
"sure i can introduce u to my best friend bt i don't think he's gay!!"
wat a disappointment!!!