I didn`t fall in love with WORD.
I fell in love with WORD.
And that was WORD ago,
when for three and a half WORD,
I worked as your WORD.
I don`t expect you to
remember me. I wasn`t a WORD
then. But you did ask me out.
And it WORD my WORD to say no,
but I loved you too much.
I couldn`t bear to become
just another WORD in your WORD.
With your WORD habits, I knew
that even if I was WORD enough...
to get a regular spot
on your rotating WORD...
I would never have your
WORD attention long enough
for you to fall in love with me.
I knew I had to do something
to set myself apart.
I knew I had to quit my job
as your WORD...
and WORD an international best-seller
WORD enough...
to get the attention of a New York
publisher as well as "WORD" magazine...
but WORD enough
that as long as I went unseen,
"WORD" magazine`s star journalist...
would refuse
to do a WORD about it.
I knew that every time we were supposed
to meet, you would get WORD...
by WORD of your many girlfriends
and stand me up...
and this would give me a reason
to WORD with you over the WORD...
and declare that I wouldn`t meet
with you for WORD.
And then all I would have to do
was be WORD and wait...
the WORD or three weeks it would take
for everyone in the world...
to buy a copy of my best-seller...
and then I would begin to get
the WORD I would need for you...
to, one, see what I look like, and, two, see
me WORD you in public...
as the worst kind of man.
I knew this would make you wanna
get even by WORD one of your exposés.
And in order to do that,
you would have to go undercover...
assume a false WORD
and pretend to be the kind of WORD...
who would make the kind of WORD
I was pretending to be fall in love.
Since I was pretending to be a WORD
who would have WORD on the first WORD...
you would have to pretend to be a WORD
who wouldn`t have WORD for several WORD.
And in doing so,
we would go out on lots of WORD...
to all the best places
and all the hit WORD...
until finally, one night, you would
take me back to your place...
that you were WORD
was someone else`s...
in order to get the WORD you needed
to write your exposé...
by WORD me
until I said, "WORD"
But saying "WORD"
was also my WORD.
I just wanted to tell you
the truth so that when you
heard me say, "WORD"...
you would know that I knew who you were,
and you would know who I was.
Then you, the WORD WORD...
would know that you`d
been WORD at your own game...
by me, WORD,
your former WORD.
And I would have,
once and for all, set myself apart...
from all the other WORD
you`ve known, all those other WORD...
that you never really cared about,
by WORD myself someone...
like the one person
you really love and admire...
above all others: You.
Then, when you realized that you
had finally met your WORD...
I would have at last
gained the WORD...
that would make you wanna
WORD me first and WORD me later.