"Our Ground Zero"
Three years ago, in a busy call center full of headsets and coffee cups, there was this girl. You. Mahlet.
I noticed you the way you notice a song that somehow already feels familiar. We worked side by side, and something about you just stuck with me. But life moved fast, I left that job, and just like that, the universe filed you under "people I'll never forget."
"Three Whole Years..."
Three years go by in a snap. Three years of a whole separate life each. I occasionally reminisce about the Shutterfly campaign, the hectic environment and immaculate vibes and you popped in my brain from time to time.
And then one day, out of nowhere, a message. You wanted to talk about work. Work. π
We discussed about your ventures, my ventures, plans and goals. You actually made a Google Meet so it was a meeting of high caliber like a formal professional interaction. As if I was going to pretend that was just a normal professional interaction. As if my heart didn't immediately go "oh there she is."
"The Competition"
Now, I have to be honest about something, Doll. There's another man in your life. A tall, blonde, Thor-hammered obstacle standing between us.
Chris Hemsworth
I told her everyone you love, I love as my own. Even this MF.
Plus the lord said love your enemies.
I have accepted that I cannot compete with Mjolnir. I cannot summon lightning.
But here's what I can do, baby. I'm pretty sure Thor doesn't know how to hug your curvy body the way I do, he doesn't know your scent. He might pick up that hammer, but I am damn sure he ain't strong enough to hold those boobs like I can. π€
"Circus Bridge & Something More"
We started building something together. Circus Bridge. A whole agency. Meetings, ideas, late conversations β and somewhere in the middle of all of that, the professional lines got very, very blurry.
Because how am I supposed to focus on talent management when you're sitting right there being you?
And every time I tell you how I feel, I say it the only way that fully captures it:
α αα αα»αα... αα€ α₯α΅αͺαα α π₯
"I love you till my ass burns" ππ
"So Here We Are."
A call center. Three years. A reconnection. Ventures and Goals being built. Memories Created. A very real rivalry with a Marvel actor.
This isn't a coincidence, boo. The universe literally pulled us apart and then put us right back in the same room.
That has to mean something.
So I have one question for you, Doll. The most important one I've ever asked. π