A Cashier's Crush

I can't seem to concentrate or even get my mind right. I'm losing sleep and suffer from a sudden loss of apetite. I'm shakin' in the heat and sweatin' in the snow and all the while this is happening, this girl don't even know that she haunts me in my dreams and I wake up in a sweat. She's like an old recurring dream that I just can't forget. I'm feeling like I'm ill, like I've caught some sort of flu. I feel like I could faint when she steps into my view. She's out of the ordinary; nothing like I've ever seen. It's like my heart plays the puppet and she's tuggin' on the strings. She's knows that she's a beauty and she's probably sick of hearing about it. But that's the drug that gets me lifted. Like a junkie, can't live without it. It's like an unspoken agreement that this girl is such a hottie. And the talk around the cooler is that man, she's got a body. Her hair flows for days and her eyes could cast spells. Soft skin like a pearl just released from its shell. Her voice is like a song sung only by those with halos. Plus she's got a booty similar to that of J.Lo's. But the thing that's really crazy is that we've never really spoken. We're still strangers and the "ice" has never really broken. There's this mystery about her that not only appeals to me, it makes me want her more because it feels so real to me. I pray that at work she's the one that works beside me. Then maybe I could reveal these feelings I have that eat inside me. But I don't wanna jump the gun or get ahead of myself but she has brought out all these feelings that for so long I haven't felt. I've gained a little wisdom as to how relationships go but I still wanna go old school and write little notes. I'll tell her that I like her and ask her if she feels the same. Check yes or check no. Don't forget to sign your name. But I gotta do something because I'm losing to much time. Before I know it she'll be gone and I'll be left wondering why. I just gotta say more than three words and things should be cool. I just hope that I don't stutter and end up looking like a fool. It's just when I look her in the eyes my mind starts to flip and all I can think to say is "uh, what's the code for chips."