Random thoughts of her beautiful soul are entangled in my mind in such a fashion that they seem to cut off all my other thoughts. Just the simple thought of her soft sweet lips touching my rough manly skin is enough to bring all my other thoughts to a screeching halt. Sometimes my thoughts of her are so consuming that I can only sit, sit and stare into the sky wondering why, why can't I, why can't I  just share one little moment of my life with this beautiful soul. It seems the answer to my question becomes more evident every single day. If I were to share a moment of my life with her there would be no little moment. It would be a momentous occasion, a life changing event, an event that would change the paths of two innocent people, an event so spectacular that there would be no hope of ever turning back, an event that would without a doubt in my mind lead to the happiest ever after or the best tragedy ever seen by the sweet little girl from Texas  and the Indiana man.