I sit there, crying, and wishing we hadn't broke up. I now walk down the street lonely and wishing to spend time with someone. But I find this girl who looks promising but probably won't accept me. One night in the rain I pursued to stalk her and learn everything about her. After months of studying her I found out her name was Maria, I also found out her work schedule and how to get in her house. Sometimes I will find time to sniff her clothing or take pictures of her house. 

      One day before Maria left for work, I went to her workplace and waited there. I waited for hours until she arrived and once she did I could smell her. As she walked in the workplace door I pretended I didn't see her and bumped into her. We both fell down to the ground, "i'm so sorry, what's your name," I said. "It's Maria and watch where you are headed next time," she said, "you know, I-I think your are pretty and i would like to go on a date with you," I replied. She shrugged her shoulders and said maybe, I was so excited to spend time with her.