At the Start

The first time we met - you held my hand, and you wrapped your arm around my waist.
In less than an hour.
You were smiling and holding my hand.

I saw you were just too straight to be gay.
I thought you were!
Too flirty.

Then you said me you miss me. :)
I'm starting to like you.

16 hours a week with me?
Will you ever do it?
Not for sex?

I wish we could spend more time together,
And get to know each other well.

I hope you are not too much of a cynic.
Can you appreciate just what's there?
And laugh, and smile as much as you can?

Because I'm starting to like you, honey!