MONEYCUH

I knew I did from that first moment we met. It was… Not love at first sight exactly, but - familiarity. Like: oh, hello, it’s you. It’s going to be you.

In the midst of such uncertainty, I cling not to what I know, but what I feel.

A man deserves to be romanced too. I want to cook him his favorite dish, put on his favorite song and dance with him. I want to take him out and let his hands swoop my thighs all night. I want to kiss him and tell him he’s handsome and that no guy on earth can take his place.

They call me observant. That’s not particularly true. People are so easy to read - we bleed emotions even in the way we drink our coffee. No one seems to notice though. They’re all too busy drinking their own damn coffee.