These are my thoughts,
On life, and love.

Life is so trivial,
Random and patternless,
Or is it?

Life is so unimportant,
But yet important enough,
To have an underlying meaning,
An underlying pattern.

But so unimportant,
Unless you have something to live for.

Love,
Another trivial thing, maybe,
But together,
Life and love,
The most important.

What's even crazier,
Is I'm crazy for someone I don't even know,
But yet,
I know it's not lust.

This I know,
Because I don't have the physical urge,
This I know,
Because I want to get to know her.

It's not lust,
But, it's not love,
Because I don't even know her,
To early to tell.

But I think about her everyday,
I've never thought more about someone who I don't even know,
Am I crazy?
Maybe.

But,
Even though I don't know her,
It feels like I've known her my entire life,
And I will tell her that,
Just not in the first conversation,
Or maybe I will.

I once heard though,
That you don't give up on someone,
If you think about them everyday,
So, I won't give up.

I'll just finally introduce myself,
See where it takes me,
See where it takes us,
'Cause I've got a good feeling about her,
About this possibility.

First things first,
"Hello, I'm Doug Fruin, and I believe we've met before."