We have been working with each other for a long time. By now, you probably know that I am not the kind of person who will force you to give me your due that, clearly, I’ve earned. I’ve earned for the past three or maybe four months.

Remember those times when even in the wee hours of the evening, I will wait for you because you told me so. Those times you told me to go back or visit you at home because you promised. And then after waiting for you for about an hour, you will just tell me, “Can you go back some other day?”

I wonder how can you sleep at night so tight knowing that you owe so much to so many people. Maybe, money isn’t much of a big deal to me. Maybe, your false promises are what really gets into me. You’ve promised too much. I can’t even count how many. It’s just so frustrating that you can still call me and talk to me and ask me to work again for you. It’s just so damn exasperating.

You know what it feels like? It feels like I am begging. It feels like I am asking for alms. It feels like I am asking for some pity from you.

I am not cut out for a big confrontation and I don’t want a shouting match just because of this. I don’t want to shout expletives just so you would be afraid of me and you’d be force to give something. I just want a clear conversation and a clear answer. I don’t want any false hopes and false promises anymore.

Hopefully, that day will come… if not sooner, at least later…