The Perfect Match.

You see her but don't dare to approach the shear beauty that lies before you. You are scared of denial but something burns inside you. You move towards her hoping to be seen but no heard. You sweat, you want nothing more than to know her name.

She sits there drinking her drink wondering if he sees her. She wants him to come closer but wont she wont draw attention to herself. She is anxious, wanting to see his smile one more time. She moves in closer hoping this will attract him towards her.

They both move in at the same time. Embarrassed, but relieved. They talk for some time, leaving nothing out. This may be there only opportunity for love. They leave together. You value her. She values you. You have found that perfect someone. She is madly in love and doesn't want to spend another minute with someone else. They become The Perfect Match.