Because, I was definitely going to kiss you in the parking lot, after all that kiss buildup on the phone by you. And, unbeknownst to me, once I kissed you the whole shebang would be over, NO MATTER HOW GOOD A KISSER I WAS!!!!!!!. So, I was ***doomed*** the minute I entered the restaurant. It is **OK** that you don’t want to date me. OK. Sigh. And this was just about a kiss. Promise you’ll stop, walk away from the computer for 10 minutes, and then decide whether you should send it.