Post-it notes everywhere, I was pretending to care.
That’s what you do in an interview; become who they want. Transform, hide who you really are.
I had no idea love was in the air.
I just wanted the job, I didn’t know I wanted you.
I’d never belong there, but I didn’t care. My life was beginning, all my hard work coming to fruition.
Money, freedom, success.
Love wasn’t the plan, but I digress.
No idea who he was, Tom Petty was a first.
In that back of that cab, your kiss made me burst. It was sweet and shy, completely unexpected.
Finally, I was the one someone selected.
You didn’t run, you dumb boy. You should have left while you had the chance.
Instead, you gave me your hand, and asked me to dance.
Gone and done. I knew you were the one.
