The Wedding and Other Short Stories

Job Security

I find myself in a dilemma that I never thought I would face. They say you shouldn't fall in love with a coworker, and I never intended to. But here I am, caught in the web of emotions for someone I see every day at work.

He has a disarming smile, the kind that lights up the room and makes my heart skip a beat. His deep, soulful brown eyes have a way of locking onto mine, sending a surge of excitement through me every time. I can't deny it anymore; I think I might be in love with him.

I yearn for the moment when he looks my way and speaks to me. However, when it happens, I'm left speechless and frozen, unable to respond coherently. My mind goes blank, and I can't muster the courage to convey my feelings. I fear that my shyness may be misinterpreted, and inappropriate assumptions may arise in our professional environment.

My hesitance stems from past experiences with other colleagues. They either rejected me or took advantage of my emotions. This time, it's different. This time, I feel that my love is genuine and profound. I find myself hoping that he might reciprocate these feelings, that we could be soulmates meant for each other. Yet, the reality of our workplace and potential HR issues weighs heavily on me.

I am overwhelmed by the fear of jeopardizing my job and the professional relationships around me. There's a part of me that longs to express my feelings, but another part that fears the consequences. Love, it seems, was not meant for the confines of a workplace.

Despite these internal conflicts, I can't help but wonder if he feels the same way. Maybe he is waiting for me to make a move. But is it worth the risk? I find myself trapped in a perplexing situation, uncertain of the right course of action.

As much as I desire it, I realize that I cannot cross boundaries or invade his privacy. I won't resort to stalking his social media profiles, as tempting as it may be. I respect him too much for that. I find myself torn between the intensity of my feelings and the professional decorum that I know I should maintain.

I find myself yearning for him to understand the depth of my affection. So, I grapple with these emotions, hoping that he might sense my love and that maybe, just maybe, he feels the same way. But in the end, I can only hope.