How do you know she's the one?

When I first saw her, she was plump but she looked kinda cute. Fast forward a year later, she got a little slimmer and she still looked cute. Then came the next year, she got even slimmer and I thought she looked lovely.

Every year she undergoes a transition, and so do I. In fact, so does everyone. My liking for her grew every year while her liking for me unfortunately stagnated every year. Probably for her, there was a hike in likeness at one point, but it just fizzled out later. Everything just seems to went so wrong.

Was it lust? I could look at every other girl's rack but not hers. I was contented enough to look at her face, with my mind going blank and look like a complete idiot. I just couldn't be myself whilst being alone with her. At the back of my head, its always trying to find the right words to make a positive impression. However, the wrong words always get blabbered out instead.

What am I up to? Nothing big. Just someone who fell for you and wanted to make known his existence. Just someone who knows he can make you laugh. Just someone who knows you could be proud of. Just someone who also knew he could only do so much. He's also that very same someone who told you he gave up, when the truth was, he really didn't.

Is the situation a cul-de-sac? Seth Godin must be laughing at me now if it is because I read his book.