After my last two fuck-ups, my game has picked up exponentially. This is going too good, and I still can't shake that original hunch. But the way you were so surprised and smile then kissed me so affectionately when I brought you to see Rihanna. I think I was wrong.
Let see when did I get your number... back in December? You were the 2nd prettiest girl I've ever seen all the way back from highschool. I always wanted to meet you. I still remember when I used to gamble with your friends in highschool and everytime, i mean ALL THE TIME I win to see if you noticed, but you didn't even turn your head. When I first got to the property I was a shitty secretary and saw you again out of no where, but I was still young and afraid to say anything.
I paid my dues next door, and came back with more than enough assurance. I'm kind of a big deal now. I knew it was sooner or later I would run into you and i'd be ready. Well my coworker made it easy since you guys already knew each other.
Since I already knew your friends I had a good idea of what you are. Especially that little time we talked at xs. I knew you were trouble and wanted to stay away.
Well I asked 4 different people to come to this concert with me, but they all couldn't make it. So out of the blue I asked you and you said yes and was willing to call in.
I know things shouldn't be easy in life. I know I have to try harder than most people in life for business, love, and family. Can it just be easy sometimes? Just maybe a day? I know I have an unwavering will, but nothing lasts forever. Just a little bit please? before I'm depleted.
After she left, you reached out to me. How is your timing that perfect? I was bored, and nothing to do so I gave you another shot. But you are one of the most disgusting human beings I have ever met. Yes you have a pretty face, but your core is shit. You can't say you're hot if you're flat AF. You're broke, and you're dependent. Just know I could of taken ANYONE to new years.
I think you were one of the best things that happened to me in 5 years. It has probably been a few weeks since you left. I do miss you. You actually wholeheartedly cared for me. It really did made those months fly by. I really wonder if it was my rude attitude towards you that made you keep coming back. Is this really how it works?
I'm sorry I didn't like you, I really hope you do well in LA. I think I'm dead on the inside
My friends ask me why am I volunteering so much lately? What is your motive behind this?
The truth is... As I roam the halls and throughout my workplace. I see unhappy people. Wishing they could be doing something else. I have a career that I was meant to do and I enjoy it. Therefore I feel blessed, and I wholeheartedly just want to give back.