Listening to that inner voice

Somewhere along the way i realised that you were not all that you made out to be. Lust getting in the way of professionalism, my normally impeccable instinct shielded by sexual chemistry between us.

And we danced our dance and had our time. My brilliance, your brilliance, we made a team. You were a mentor as well as a crush.

And then one day the admiration started drawing blanks and i started questioning your integrity, weather i could really trust you.

You treated me well, you were an amazing mentor and a great boss, but the time has come for me to fly away.

People work for moments in time, and ours is over.