Dearest HR,

I remember when we first met. It was a few months before graduation. I wrote you and told you I wanted to meet. You called and told me to come over. I wore my best suit, in the hopes of impressing you. Although you probably wanted to talk about yourself, out of kindness we spoke about me. You probed my life as if on a mission to discover everything about me, and I was very flattered that you seemed to care so much. After that first meeting, you did not call back. I was puzzled to say the least, but then I realized that the mystery added to the relationship.

Later, still before graduation, we meet again. You were completely different, and that was so hot. You said you would like to start a long-term relationship. I was so blown away, that I would have given you anything. As we discussed the parameters of our relationship, you guided me through with such care, telling me ever so softly that what I was expecting was a great deal more than what others did. In a panic about loosing you, I took your advice. After that you utterly forgot about me and pretended not to know me when I walked by.

After a few years, I sent you a letter explaining what I had been up to, and arranged another encounter. You were impressed with all that I had done since our last short-lived fling, and said this time you would meet my expectations, although in a much more creative way. So creative in fact, that nothing seemed to be any different than the last time. I began to suspect that the "cold shoulder" routine may be genuine, but felt solace in the fact that no person so quick to smile, so outgoing, and so very helpful could possibly be ingenuous.

Eventually, I tired of this "on again ? off again" affair, and decided to get to know you a bit better. I began my campaign for your heart by stopping by on occasion. You seemed incensed, but I knew it was an act, after all, I was only asking you to do what it is you do. So I continued on intrepidly. Eventually, I stumbled onto a way to write you and request a meeting every once in a while. You were always kind enough to begin our "sessions" with more discussion of what I had been doing and reviewing my life. I could not sit still in my chair because it was so obvious how much you cared. We never spoke about the purpose of the meetings, but I felt confident that you would judge me fairly.

Although, I know you care a great deal, nothing ever flowered. I just wanted to tell you that I do not consider this over, and I know you love me as much as I love you.

Hopefully yours.