
I saw perfection.
When I got to know you,
I saw pain.
When I started loving you,
I saw strength.
Now...all that I see
Is what means everything to me.
What I see
Is the strength to go on.
What I see
Is the courage to do anything.
What I see
Is the love to be around anyone.
What I see
Is everything I need.
~ Plot ~
On a cold stormy October night in New England your car had broken down and you decide to stop in for a warm cup in the local Starbucks. Opening the door you happen to catch a glimpse of my most perfect being you could ever imagine sitting there with a laptop in front of them. Taking a deep breath you work up the courage to go talk to them. You chat for a while and really hit it off. After that night you have a broad grin on your face. A piece of paper folded in your hand with their number on it. And to think! This all happened over a cup of joe!
On a cold stormy October night in New England your car had broken down and you decide to stop in for a warm cup in the local Starbucks. Opening the door you happen to catch a glimpse of my most perfect being you could ever imagine sitting there with a laptop in front of them. Taking a deep breath you work up the courage to go talk to them. You chat for a while and really hit it off. After that night you have a broad grin on your face. A piece of paper folded in your hand with their number on it. And to think! This all happened over a cup of joe!








