I like you
I like you, I am ashamed to say it but I like you. It’s not that I am satisfied that we can at least be friends type of like. Hell no! It’s that I wish I could kidnap your boyfriend and make him break your heart so I can swoop in to nurse your pain and have you all to myself type of like. It’s evil but I can’t help it, this kind of compatibility and chemistry is all too familiar. Do not covet another’s, but I think that refers to wives and guess what I do not see a ring on your finger. It conflicts me to express this, but I can’t help but conclude that you are unfulfilled with him and nothing pushes a woman closer to infidelity than being mentally unfulfilled. I don’t have to explain my jokes to you; you get my sense of humor. There is no need to leave you clues because we think on the same wavelength, we communicate like we are tuned to the same frequency. I keep my distance because I know that enough time spent close to you would make me lose my control, I sell you a fa...