I Just Want You

Marcus

Right now, as we spoke, there were three things about me that a lot of people needed to know.

The first being that lady Monique was an unlikely person. Everything that happened, I'd heard.

Believe me when I say that if I could go back in time to change all that had gone down, without giving it a second thought, I would.

It had gotten to the point where I couldn't look elsewhere and pretend as though I wasn't aware of everything going on. The major root of the whole occurrence being me.

That day at the restaurant where I worked when I had some free time, my gaze landed on her. Her food lay close to untouched on the table and there was of denying of me eating the food.

I posed as though I was clearing the table for other customers and planning on thrashing the food and when I got to a place there was solitude, I ate the leftovers and did I feel some sort of contrition or shit? No. A big, fat one at that.

Although there was something I regretted. I felt remorseful for not going af