I don’t know how I did,
But I found him
I found my mystery guy
He always makes me smile
Whenever I’m around him,
I feel all tingly inside
I’m falling for him,
He has me hooked
I can barely breathe when
I’m around him
He likes me,
I can tell
And he knows,
I like him as well
There’s one problem
I could never really talk
So I never had a chance to ask
Him for his name
I’ve found my mystery guy
But I couldn’t find his name
It’s ok, I already have a name for him
I’ll call him My Mystery Guy
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That 'mysterious' person is always fun to find. Those sweet tingly sensations we sometimes remember for a lifetime. Very nice way of putting it, LaTisha. Keep writing and sharing with us! Best Wishes, Marilyn