Read my thoughts.

I see you every now and then, say hi from time to time. I'd smile at you time and time again. I always kinda wondered who you were, wanted to know you and hang out with you and everyone. I don't know why but I used to feel left out sometimes when you would all go do things.

And then we hung out that one time, kind of. It was fun, but I've also been hearing things, that make me feel like it's not my place to get involved. I want to be involved with you. Too bad there's not enough time to do so, should have opened up sooner, asked to hang out a little more.

I'm sure I'll be seeing you again. I hope so. I think you're extremely attractive, and just the way you hold yourself was appealing.

That one night, probably because I was drunk, I could not help but think about a way to go over there.

Kinda wish you could hear what I was thinking.
That'd be cool.