when we marry

At night I sing to her. She's not here yet but I sing anyway. I got a girl and that girl is pretty. I put the pillow next to me and give it a tight hug and imagine her giggling. I met her eight days ago over the Internet. That's how things work now. I heard about a guy who met his soul mate on a dating site and now I've met mine too. The things she types to me. Do I want her? God, do I want her. Do I love her? God do I love her. At night all I do is lie in bed and think about her mouth and...