I found my soul-mate; Like me she is a quirk.
Can't get any time off because we both work.
All we can do is get a quick hug and a peck.
Work so much overtime; We're nervous wrecks.
I don't know if you would call us together.
Maybe, sometimes; When we get time; Whatever.
I get to see her when the schedule allows.
We text like crazy; It is working somehow.
Her connection is so much slower than mine.
But she types much faster like being on-line.
If we did it per minute would be outrageous.
Sometimes love is blind; Sometimes contagious.
They told us we need to get time off together.
But they can't get anyone to replace either.
I think about her a lot; She is a real honey.
Its a shame but we both need the extra money.
She is sweet to the old folks and at peace.
But like me she is in debt; Such a disease.
I wonder what she would look without scrubs.
And I wonder if she can give good back rubs.
