• This wasn’t an accident.

    by  • July 1, 2011 • * Safe for Work *, Love - Pure and Simple • 0 Comments

    You know,

    When we first met in the bar, I thought “I’m not going to hit on him, he’s a jerk”. Oddly enough, I couldn’t have been more right. You’re rude, semi-psychotic and egotistical.

    You’re also the only person in the world who has taken my crazy head on and diffused it. You say some things that horrify everyone else, I’m usually right there agreeing with you or making it worse. I walk in the door and it doesn’t matter who I was all day, when I’m with you I’m “gorgeous”, “honey” and “love”.

    I get jealous when I see you with other girls, especially when not two hours earlier you were telling me how tired you were of not finding funny, interesting, cute girls who like you for who you are. I want to see you with someone who is worth your time, someone who will make you want to be better just because and don’t make you worry about what they’ll be acting like at the club.

    We’ve been friends for a while, and I have tried so hard to understand why it was everyone else, but not me.

    I wish you saw me the way I saw you.
    Or, if you already do, maybe you could hurry up and tell me so I can stop holding my breath.

    Talk to you soon, Boss.

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