I awoke the next morning tired from tossing all night. My thoughts turned to Alex as the words of the note tortured my dreams. In them I could see her scars, feel her pain, drown in her lonliness. I got ready for work trying to focus on the day ahead but everytime I closed my eyes I saw her, standing in the window staring at me with those enchanting eyes, piercing thru me begging me not to cause her more pain. I checked my answering machine. Still nothing. Calm down, I told myself. Its too soon. Driving to work I scanned the sidewalks wondering if she would be there. Hoping to catch a glimps of her but, she was nowhere to be seen. I arrived at work and went about my normal day as thou nothing had happened yet inside all I could think about was her. I could almost hear her voice in my head as thou she was standing next to me. Sitting at my desk I wondered what was happening to me. I had just met her. I knew nothing about her. Why was I feeling this way?
