Red Dress

Yes, I flirted with you on Instagram. I’ll never know the truth of whether you showed up in town for me or just to call my bluff that cold winter night. Although polite, you seemed disappointed that I wasn’t a skinny under the radar bisexual woman like yourself. It was obvious you were offended by my curves cause you are professionally all about appearances which is understandable due to your profession. I know when you discovered my involvement with the media company it scared you, but there was no hidden agenda when we met. Our meeting was kismet to say the least. I brought gifts and pwrote my number in the card I gave you but you never called. Then someone Catfished me named Linda Campbellp pretending to be you; they wanted a copy of our picture T,. Possibly to set up a fake account pretending to be me or to spy and gather information or to honestly just sabotage our connection. If you’re chatting with someone using our picture, it’s not me. I know it was a confusing situation that I tried to get clarification on but I intentionally shut it down to protect you and myself. Yes, I can be playful and charming like you, but I protectively root my budding relationships in true friendship so they grow properly from the start. I don’t play mind games, I have always been a straight shooter. You ask me a question, I give you an honest answer. Considering the professional dynamic, and the higher ups involved in our meeting, I hope you can respect that I tried my best to handle the situation as gracefully and tactfully as possible. A bit of time has passed and your coming back in town for another visit. However, I hesitate to go out of my way to see you because I don’t want you to feel awkward or uncomfortable by my presence when you are in the spotlight. I also have my suspicions about your undisclosed relationship with my toxic ex considering your cravings for party favors. Perhaps you were being kind, just to be cruel. You probably have another lover by now, but for what it is worth I really liked you and was a bit smitten and caught off guard in the moment. I honestly did my best to smooth over the situation, and plug your event to let you know it’s all good, I am cool with you. In my own way, I showed support for you even if it goes unappreciated. I think so many people gloat or fall over at your feet, you are a bit spoiled to the attention. Had it gone according to my dreams I would have pushed you up against the wall and smeared your lip gloss sugar lips. I love seeing your sweet face my favorite torch singer. If you don’t see me at your event, it’s not because I am not thinking of you, but doing my best to be respectful of your professional boundaries. If you wanted more for us, obviously you would have called. The grass is only greener where you water it darling and the only yellow roses in our garden is the ones I bought you. Reciprocity is key and the writing is on the wall after all this time. Break a leg sexy, I wish you the best and pray for your success no matter where you may roam..🤍. Angel Tunes: Someone Like You, by Adele