Hey. There was that guy.
That guy that one write poems about.
That guy that sometimes is too busy to respond to my texts.
That guy that drives me because I shamelessly ask him to.
I want to tell him that he looks absolutely dashing when he smiles in resignation.
I want to tell him that my heart skips a beat when he smiles in playfulness.
I want to tell him that I smile when I hear his laugh from far away.
That guy that sends my heart fluttering when we catch each others eyes.
That guy that is working on his text messaging etiquette because I complain about it.
That guy that buses to my house to bring me things that I’m too lazy to get myself.
I want to tell him… “Hey! You light up my world.”
I want to tell him… “Hey! You bring a smile to my face.”
I want to tell him… “Hey! You really are awesome.”
But what I really want to say is
“Hey. How about you and me?”