Please pardon my rant, probably gonna delete this after I sober up.
I think I'm in love with my coworker. She's so pretty tonight. From the way she sets her hair, to the way she dressed. Her prideful strides, her confidence, her charm. Everything falls perfectly into the tiny box of my fantasy of a perfect women.
I wanna be with her. Hear her stories that she never shares to anyone else. Understands her pain and struggles in life. Embrace her and tell her that everything is fine. But I know this is all just a pipe dream. She's a proud women who won't fall for a married man.
If she falls for me, my feelings might actually change. Her strong and independent personality was what made me attracted to her in the first place. She deserves better.
But then I ask to myself, what should I do with this dangerous love of mine?
I think I'm in love with my coworker. She's so pretty tonight. From the way she sets her hair, to the way she dressed. Her prideful strides, her confidence, her charm. Everything falls perfectly into the tiny box of my fantasy of a perfect women.
I wanna be with her. Hear her stories that she never shares to anyone else. Understands her pain and struggles in life. Embrace her and tell her that everything is fine. But I know this is all just a pipe dream. She's a proud women who won't fall for a married man.
If she falls for me, my feelings might actually change. Her strong and independent personality was what made me attracted to her in the first place. She deserves better.
But then I ask to myself, what should I do with this dangerous love of mine?