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I smiled a bit when I thought about you.
A little crush perhaps.
Nothing more was said when I took both my orders and scurried out the door.
I'm just a delivery driver.
Rushing in-and out was the only thing my mind.
Funny, how heavy an ounce of attraction feels when it lingers for awhile, when it goes unsaid. I had to go back and tell you... it can't be too late.
It was shy of midnight without you to be found.
It's the wistfullness in your expression of presence.
I would be too, longing to be anywhere but work on New Years Eve.
A candor like this, I can't let it go unsaid.
Even at work, weighted in your monotone all-black uniform... you are a gorgeous woman.
Albeit, truth is, you may never read this or know that was me. That's life.
The faintest hope-If your initials are CC, you are the one.
Happy New Years
Eugene
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