Then along comes this cute and friendly new coworker. And here I am having feelings for her that I know I shouldn't. She's funny, she's smart, she's cute and we get along well together. But she's 20 years younger, a coworker, and I'm married. I know I shouldn't feel like this, but I do.
I know that nothing will ever come of this, can never come of this, but my heart and mind have a heart and mind if their own.