(A true FANfic about Lita)
He wishes he could tell her how much he loves her. Her. Lita. Her beauty goes unsurpassed by anyone else he's ever seen. Her athetic ability amazes him time and time again. Her beautiful face and her nicely shaped body entice him every time he thinks of her. He would be thrilled to meet her, much more if he ever felt te warmth from her supple lips on his, her body pressed against his, wrapped up in his arms to be his, and only his forever. The thought excites him greatly, but he knows it wont ever happen, he leads too low of a life to actually find love within someone so perfect as Lita. He thinks of her constantly, even at night in his dreams. He has many different types of fantasies, and not all are sexual as one may think. He thinks about growing old with Lita, and always being by her side. Always. What he wouldnt give to be able to love Lita. He would give any Earthly possesion...hell any possession period just to have one night with Lita...one night with his dreams...one night with the perfect woman for him...one night of true love...But yet he reminds himself that it's impossible. So he sits there, every night...and watches her...her beauty and grace...he will always be there to watch, because he knows he loves her...but he knows she doesnt knwo him and probaly never will...but he'll ALWAYS be there to watch.
