As I sat there staring off at the moon, comparing the reflections of the moonlight on the water, I caught a glimpse of her face as she sat there looking like she was ready to walk away. All I wanted was to show her that something exist within me that she could love, and something is within me that would love. Did she understand the reason? I don't think so.

Did she understand why I was playing 50s love songs and singing them word for word while she was on the other line listening?

Did she understand, why I drove 15 miles to her house to pick her up so she could share in this very romantic moment which was brighten by the beautiful glow of the moonlight?

Did she understand the silence we shared when all we could hear was the soft quick beating of our hearts apart at first then in unison?

Did she understand all I wanted to do was spend that moment with her, dreaming of a future with her, caring about her and no one else?

Did she understand at that very moment, I was weak and I needed her to hold me?

Did she understand at that very moment I was strong and I needed to hold her?

Was it so misinterpreted that a beautiful moment was broken down into nothing but a subject for argument?

I don't think she truly understand. Will she ever understand?

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