I keep a list of all the times we talked and every single one made me fall deeper for you.

The entire engineering floor knows that two tech leads are locked in a silent proxy war over database architecture choices.

I watch reality TV shows with my family but I pretend to be watching something else during the commercial.

I am glad you found someone who treats you right, even if it took me losing you to realize my mistakes.

I eat a whole jar of pickled jalapeño slices straight with a fork while standing over the kitchen sink.

My childhood treehouse rotted away completely, taking the last physical symbol of my childhood adventures with it.

Our team lead hasn't written a single line of code in three months; we have been secretly covering for him.

I put on a happy face for my family, but inside I feel completely drained and emotionally exhausted.

I act like I am fiercely independent, but all I want is for someone to take care of me for just one day.

I still keep the dried flower petal you gave me inside the pages of my favorite poetry book.

The new VP of Marketing has no idea how to operate our CRM platform and pays me $100 a week to do her reporting updates.

I spend hours reading deep-dive internet threads about defunct shopping malls from the 1990s.

I told my wife I lost my wedding ring while swimming at the beach, but I actually dropped it down the bathroom sink drain.

A neighbor keeps letting their dog poop on my lawn, so I bagged it up and left it neatly on their front doormat.

My anonymous tips have saved countless people from harm but no one knows who I really am.