The moment I laid my eyes upon Mr N I knew I wanted him. Where perfect together, I can talk to him day and night, we have the same interest in movies and music, the more I see him the more my feelings grow. There just two things stopping me from being with him 1. He’s my boss and 2. He’s 11 years older then me.
Mr N doesn’t know I like him and he doesn’t know my age either but he knows I’m young. When I asked Mr N to guess my age he said 16, but then he used his common sense and said 18 (only because I work in a bar so you have to be 18) what Mr N doesn’t relies is that he just halved my age.
I look a lot younger then my actual age and my body doesn’t help the situation, with my size 8 frame & B cup breast; I look like a walking 16 year old. (My sister looks older then me) not that I’m complaining because when I hit 40 I should look like I’m still in my late 20.
I’m the sort of person who hates giving out m age, it’s not because I’m getting older I just think what’s the point, it’s just a number. To me your age does not define how mature you are as a person or how much responsibility you hold.
Mr N is only 11 years older then me, it really doesn’t sound that much but put it in the phase of I’m in my early stage of 19 and he is in his late stage of 30 there is where the different lies, now he sounds old, now the age gap sounds BIG, why is this? When I’m 62 he’s only 73 (doesn’t sound that big no does it.)
Oh well; at the end of the day all I can do is just pray to faith that Mr N will come around and think like me age is nothing but a number.