A whole new thrill of warmth flooded my heart. No one had ever told me something like that. It was new...and I like it. A lot. From then on, I watched you. It wasn't so much of a stalker status. I just wondered-most of the time-about you. How you're doing. If you were sick. If you were...happy. Because deep inside of me, for some reason, I adored seeing you smile. I found myself smiling when you did and would often scold myself for having such a soft heart. Whenever I was down, distressed, or angry, I would think of you. Oddly, it gave me comfort. Just the thoughts of you, made my bitter feelings disappear.

I didn't know why. It's strange how someone...how you could make me feel this way. And it's even more strange that I was beginning to like it.