Lord-o-lord.

How deep shall I know him if I were to know him at all. How kind is he if he were kind at all. I lay it all at his feet for his acceptance and wait.
All that I have built about myself, a personality, an image, a talent, a skill... all of it. What is it worth when I let him be the judge of it.
I live, I laugh, I wonder. What is it in him that I can't find in others and who is he to keep me waiting. Why is it that he knows not what I am. Why is it that he knows not who I am.
Who are we and when are we to meet if we were to meet at all. And if and when we do meet, how were we to know that we have now met. What is this meeting that would supposedly ease each other to know one another. Is this what meeting is? Or is it a physical union of hand shake instead.
Why do I bother?

Yup I am bored.