Why I like the guy I liked. I thought about it. Here it is.

Why do I like the guy I like:
It all started when woke up one morning in mid February, slapped my forehead and went “oh no!” That dream was about him and me. That dream was suggestive. Anyway, the next day, was looking at him as he was sitting near self. There was something in the way that he sat, the way that he spoke, the way he laughed that suddenly seemed quite special.
I was changed. [Oh that sounds like Mandy Moore ;) ]