We've worked together for a long time. Looking back on the past I realize that you really liked me. Unfortunately I was so caught up in getting my life together I didn't pay you any mind. Yet you never gave up. I see now that all those times you asked me to hang out, or asked my about my day, complimented me, or went out of your way to see me, wasn't all by chance. See I spent my 20's working my ass off to build a life that would provide a future for the woman I would marry one day. Unfortunately I didn't realize she was right in-front of me the whole time. You.
It broke my heart when I heard you got married, though I don't know why. The last time we ran into each other was in a private setting, I will never forget standing inches from your face, I could almost taste your lips. And of course those eyes that can pierce me from a mile away. I won't forget when you looked at me you just kept staring, and you started to sweat, the heat emanating from you was so intense that the air conditioned room felt like as if I was on the surface of the sun. After that encounter I noticed you were constantly looking at me, I could see it from the corner of my eyes.
So here I am now at 30, with multiple homes, good income, at the verge of getting my degree and being even more financially successful. Yet all I can think of is giving it all up for you. I tell myself that if given another chance I would gladly make you mine and put the world at your feet. My childhood friend tells me I should write a letter to you confessing everything. Though my friend has always been the hopeless romantic.
For you young men and women out there, don't be afraid of taking a chance. Success will come in time, no need to rush towards it. Stop and smell the roses. Love on the other hand, you might find yourself waiting for for a while.
Guess it was always you.