Again

So this is part of maybe a three part story-ish ... The first two parts are "Valentines Day" and "The Day After V-Day" ... Yeah, it's been long but this came to me today lol ☺
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You didn't talk to me for weeks. Okay, I didn't speak to you for weeks and you kept your distance but that's not the point.

But you sat next to me on the bus again today.

I saw you at the bus stop, as I usually do, and I was tense. You sat beside me but didn't say a thing.

Why?

Not like that matters anyway. But I was sure there were more seats behind us, but you chose next to me.

The journey was a nightmare! It was awkward, I was tense, and I was fully aware of your arm that occasionally brushed against mine.

"Look out of the window and don't look at him" I kept telling myself and it was hard to obey. I did though, I didn't look once at you. Okay, I did, but only when you stood to get off the bus. I had a sneaky peek then but you didn't notice.

Sometimes I get it in my head that you think I'm stalking you or something. I don't. Just when you're there and I'm there and I have to look. Oh god, that sounds super creepy.

I just wonder sometimes. Do you think about me? Or regret what happened? Regret that it took a dare to say hi and realise what I was like when you may have liked me either way?

Do you still like me now?

Well, either way, you sat next to me on the bus today. First time in weeks and it scared me. A lot.

It also made me happy. Maybe there's more to come? Maybe, just maybe, you will talk to me one day soon ...

Oh, I hope so!