I already meet the one I'd like to meet. To me she is is like a book with out words because when I say I love her each day with out words I hope she come to me with the same passion I have for her. With out words I cry myself to sleep just thinking of her. With out words my pain is deep. Such a depth that you'll never know cause I am afraid to show what exist in my heart. Because I knew right from the start that I could never say out loud and its not because I am too proud. It just that I see our love is too bright to be all the things i long to verbalize with out words.......................