Cassidy,
You were eighteen and I was nineteen when fate let our souls collide. We didn't know it then, but that brief eye contact inside the cramped university gymnasium during our game was the start of something we both weren't prepared for. You were unprepared to fall while I was unprepared to love. Yet somehow, maybe deep inside, a small portion of my heart knew that I was capable. Capable of giving love and reciprocating it. You probably do not have even the slightest idea about all the crazy things I did back then to get information about you. I stalked you and I even followed you home one time so I would know where you lived and what kind of people your parents are. I wanted to know more, more and then more. Knowing your name wasn't enough for me. I had to know your favorite color,
