I never wake up dreading getting up to see you. I don’t punch in and out when it’s time to show you affection. I don’t tell you i love you or i miss you hoping i get a promotion or raise. I don’t tell you I’m here for you because I’m obligated to. When you ask what I’m doing, am i busy, sometimes i want to drop everything I’m doing to see you. To talk to you. To hold you. To play with you. Give me the choice, don’t take it away from me. You are not my employer.. what i gain from any of this is more valuable to me than money.. it’s my coffee fix, my monster fix, my mt dew fix. My coke fix. Seeing you being able to confide in me, to appreciate and love me. To see you give that same energy back puts a battery in my back. I know i don’t have to do any of these things. But i do them because i want to. I hate calling people but i can be on the phone with you for hours. It’s not my job to cheer you up, but what’s wrong wanting to be the person who does that? If this WAS a job I’d go above and beyond because i don’t have to work hard. But i want to.