Over you

How am I not over you?

You smoke

I said I could never date a smoker

You smell amazing

I have no idea what what it is

You have a son even if he is a infant

You have your engineering degree

Your my assistant manager

Their is moments where I think you have something for me 

Others where it seems neutral

Is there something?

Is he flirting or just getting to know me?

Is he with his baby mama?

Is he happy, if he is?

Why did he smile at me?

Why did he make jokes about me being an independent woman?

You said "I'm happy to see your back"

I said "Did you miss me that much?"

"It's just that the other two left me"

What does that mean Anyways?

What am I to do?

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