I have been anticipating you since before the day my heart was tossed away by someone who didn’t respect it.
I knew challenges would slap my countenance after the floodgate was finally opened.
But the bide of your arrival was misleading to my anxiety.
Quite like the serene retraction of the tide before a tsunami ravages anything in its route.
I was expecting a wave.
Instead, a torrent engulfed my sanity.
You know my limits yet flick them off your desk like the eraser shavings from that time you had to correct the misspelling of my last name.
I guess you do not know me as well as you tend to tout.
I suppose you do not care as much as you seem to let out.
I have other responsibilities, you know, like trying to keep my shit together.
You excessively orate how I should speak up when I feel distressed.
However, your spiel leaves the impression my spot will be occupied by another unsuspecting student if I show any weakness.
I sincerely yearn for this opportunity but not in exchange for my welfare.
I work diligently to avoid conflicts of interest within myself but here you are, causing my muscles to tense as if a lion entered my residence.
I am bargaining if this is all worth it in the end.
There is no sure way to know.
I just beg you, if you’re going to do it anyways, now’s the time to let me go.