She bought the shares of my heart. She reads charts and spreadsheets about our connection. Maybe she'll look for a course that explains why my smile matches hers. There must be a guru who explains the laughter, the laughter, the cute moments and everything else that happens when we're chatting. Who knows, this connection may go beyond human understanding and not even the most brilliant minds will be able to decipher what happens when our eyes meet and pleasure takes us away.