Charlotte's Web

Today, I arose to the sound of moving trucks. Some one's moving in across the street. I wonder who it is. As I walked to my window I could see someone unloading. From my window I could tell it was a guy, from the way walked and the way his pants were tight but not to tight and his hair... Oh his hair was fabulous. I wished I could go over there and introduce myself but every bone in my body would rather just sit here and watch him unload box after box. I've learned it's so much better to look than to actually touch.
Since he's moved in I find myself taking out the trash more and more each day. I'm running out of garbage to take out! Some times he sees me and waves and smiles. He has the best smile. I know every girl says that but he really does. I try to remember to react fast enough to show him that I'm friendly and a nerd who just studies, stares outside her window or takes her trash out way to much. Maybe one day we'll meet face to face but for now I'll sit in my web and wait...