I haven't had the chance to ride with you on my way home from the office this week. So I never got to see your face. I don't know why, but I miss it... Seeing your smile.
I hope last week won't be the last time we'll see each other. That was actually the first time you smiled at me. It was probably the familiarity, getting to ride with you on our way home for consecutive days. It was either that or something else.
Finding out what it is, that would be nice. I'll have to admit I'm attracted. You're one of the reasons I'm excited to go home from work. Thinking that there'll be a chance that I'll get to ride with you on my way home is reason enough for me to come to work. Well, that and paying my bills of course, but you know what I mean.
I really hope I'd get to see you again soon.This week. I promise I'll gather all the courage to talk to you. Don't worry, I'm not a creep, nor am I a stalker.
It's just that there are some people that you know you'd instantly like even if you haven't met them at all.
It might seem crazy, but that's how I am. I'm crazy, and I like what I see. There've been moments where we look at each other and I just know. There's possibly something there.
I hope I'd get to ride with you again.
But if not...
My name is Gil.
I'm not obsessing. It's a silly crush. Don't be creeped out or anything. At least I'm distracted.