Love Letter for my Mentor

As the title says, this is my love letter for you.

You have occupied my mind for quite some months already and yet I haven't written much about you. I was back reading my previous blogs... it has been 2 months and I should be doing something more aggressive to tell you how I feel. It seems like all my clues are not affecting you. I have been dropping some cheesy lines in our skype group chats, my status message in Facebook has always been about you. I have said my feelings a number of times right in front of you but you still haven't recognized that you are the person I am describing.

You see, this is my personal blog and I have no intentions of letting people who know me to read this. Yet, I am writing this down for me to have a more vivid memory of how it feels to like you. These experiences and feelings that I currently have are what I want to remember when I get old.

My job history shows that I have the tendency to hop companies and jobs from time to time. Other than the fact that this company is the best among all that I have been, you are the reason why I managed and still manages to stay. I should have already gotten bored with the same routine that I do everyday and that is already enough reason for me to submit my resignation. Yet your smile, and your voice makes every single day different for me. You give me the reason to be excited to go to work and always have the positive attitude towards work.

As I know more about you, I seem to fall deeper and deeper to you. You should have been the most boring person that I've met. You don't drink, don't smoke, and I bet you haven't done anything wild in your whole life. These qualities do not seem attracting for a lot of people and for the old me as well. Yet I learned to love these qualities.

Since you don't give jokes that much, I always look forward hearing you crack funny statements and burst into laughs while delivering it. I love those moments... I love talking to you in coffee shops, 7-11, and in the pantry about serious stuffs. Topics which can be senseless but appears to be life changing for me. The place doesn't matter, as long as you are the one I am talking to.

If you ever got to read this, please don't ignore me nor try to hide from me. I am not sure how you would react nor if you would even realize that you are the person I am referring to in this blog. I like you... But don't worry, this is not a selfish love. I am not expecting you to love me back the way I love you. I am willing to wait... Just give me a heads up once you are ready.