You don't know me, but I know even the tiniest detail about you.
You can call me your secret admirer.
Yes, I am that person who's been looking at you from afar and I wish someday, we will get closer.
I didn't take it seriously the first time I saw you and even sat next to you.
I kept on seeing you and my heart started this weird thing of thinking about you, it shouldn't be this way because you don't even know me.
Hey, you are my type, the kind I want and I'd be grateful to God if he brings you my way.
Wait, he already brought you my way, but you are yet to notice me.
I will keep writing about you until I am bold enough to drop this message with you or approach you to reveal my face to you.
Guy, do you know that you are fine?
You are a fucking fine man!
