A New Friend.

So there's been this guy. I met him a few nights ago for the first time. It was an awkward, yet very cute first-meeting; romantic like no other.

So, what's the story? What makes this one so mucher greater than the others? Well...I caught him watching me through my bedroom window.

I was creeped out... majorly, until I saw him rest the palm of his hand against the glass. (It was the cutest sight to see--honestly, one of those straight outta a movie kind of moments)
The gesture was so romantic that I had to take a photo. So right after I snapped the photo, I turned off the lights, and pulled down the blind until just a crack was left for him to watch me crawl into bed and doze off, feeling safe and secure.

Good night, I said, peering up from my pillow.

When I awoke the next morning, he was gone. Even his palm-print disappeared. It was as if he was just a mirage of my imagination. I brushed it off, thinking that yes, all good things must come to an end.

And then, as the sun left the sky and the stars paraded through, as if all of my dreams were finally coming true, there he was! Sitting right exactly where we had met for the very first time. And boy, was he ever cute staring at me with those squinty, yellow and endearing eyes. Yes, I'm quite a sucker for those green-as-grass, slim-covered, chubby lookin' kinda fella's. His mysteriousness actually intrigues me. I mean, to be honest, I'm not even sure if he, is actually ...a he.