Love letters

I didn't expect for you to show up, but god, I was so glad you did.
I still remember your smile as you read my first note.
And the way your cheeks found a way to nearly match your hair.
It was the sweetest thing I have ever seen.
I was so sure you weren't going to come, especially as the forty-five minute mark had passed.
I told myself I wouldn't wait any longer than an hour, but I was too stubborn to leave quite yet.
I hope your brother is feeling better by the way.
I know food poisoning fucking sucks.
You looked great. That black coat of yours fits you well. Really helps bring out your bright ass hair.
And I apologize again for the spill. I know Baking Soda should get that smell out.
I really enjoyed talking to you.
I'd love to see one of your drawings one of these days.From the little sketches you left on the napkins (Yes, I saw them, even though you tried to hide them away) I can already tell you're truly an amazing artist.
Man, you have a very memorable laugh.
Its still ringing in my ears. I just adore it.
And oh my god, your name, I didn't know what name to put with a person like you, but man, Gerard really fits.
Gerard.
Its just perfect.
I hope that isn't weird to say.
I really like your smile.
Especially the way it slants, Its like your lips fixated on keeping a cigarette in between them as you spoke.
I just had a really good time last night and I would love to see you again.
You're an interesting person and i'd love to get the chance to know more about you.
I hope you enjoyed last night at least a little bit, despite me stumbling over my words and making things way more awkward than I should have.
But I hope to hear back from you soon,
For now,
Yours truly,

The guy who spilled his cold, nasty ass coffee all over you

Notes

Man, these are short. They may get longer. I'm not entirely sure yet.