i knew that she was the one, i knew it from the moment i looked at her.
she had no idea that i knew and i just stood there and smiled to myself.
I probably looked like an idiot, grinning ear to ear but hey i couldn't help myself.
i had this warm feeling inside of me, feeling rather giddy if you may.
not quite to the point of laughter but enough to keep me entertained in the slightest of ways.
as i approached her i could feel my lips quiver as my smile grew wider, i felt as if i couldn't contain myself.
step by step as i inched closer to her it was as if this warm feeling was taking over me.
before i could lose control of myself i regained my composure and tapped her on the shoulder.
she looked at me in wonderment, confused at first but the sudden realization of what i was going to tell her had made her expression completely change.
"its you"
i said to her,
"what do you mean me?"
she asked as her face flushed red.
"you know as well as i do what i mean"
i answered.
at this point you could feel the heat coming from her cheeks as a wave of emotions came crashing at her.
i knew then, i had to just tell her straight
"its you, you're the one that farted. i knew it was you because it's only us two in this elevator"