Strictly business

She walked into my life

like she already knew how it would end.

No promises.

No questions.

Just one rule…

Never make it personal.

But then she looked at me…

“It’s not personal, Sonny.”

“It’s strictly business.”

Then why did you look at me

like there was nobody else?

Why did you hold me

like you were afraid to let me go?

Some things…

are better left unspoken.

I told myself…

Don’t fall for her.

Don’t cross the line.

Don’t make it…

personal.

Every man has rules.

Until someone

makes him break them.

“It’s not personal, Sonny.”

“It’s strictly business.”

Was it ever just business?

At first.

But you…

you made it personal.

There are people you meet

and forget the moment they leave.

And then…

there are people

who change the atmosphere

just by walking into the room.

She was different.

I didn’t know her story.

I didn’t know what she wanted.

But the moment our eyes met…

I knew one thing.

She was trouble.

You kept your distance.

Like getting too close

would give something away.

But your eyes…

They told me everything

you never wanted to say.

I had rules.

Never ask too many questions.

Never promise tomorrow.

And most importantly…

Never make it personal.

Feelings make you careless.

They make you forget

why you came here in the first place.

So remember…

“It’s not personal, Sonny.”

“It’s strictly business.”

Strictly business…

Then why are you still here?

You said there were no promises.

No expectations.

No reason for either of us

to stay when the night was over.

So tell me…

Why did you look at me

like there was nobody else?

Why did you hold me

like you were afraid to let me go?

And why…

when morning finally came…

did neither of us leave?

Because some things

aren’t supposed to happen.

You meet someone.

You play the game.

You walk away.

Simple.

At least…

that’s what I believed.

Until her.

I started remembering

the smallest things.

The way she smiled

when she thought I wasn’t looking.

The way she’d move closer

without saying a word.

The way the entire room disappeared

when she whispered my name.

That’s when I realized…

I wasn’t afraid of losing control.

I was afraid…

she already had it.

You can hide behind your silence.

You can pretend

this doesn’t mean anything.

You can call it whatever you want.

But every time you come back…

you’re making a choice.

And you’re choosing me.

I told myself…

Don’t fall for her.

Don’t cross the line.

Don’t let one night

become another.

Don’t wonder where she is.

Don’t miss the way she touches you.

And whatever happens…

don’t make it…

personal.

Too late.

Every man has rules.

Every man has boundaries.

Until someone comes along…

and makes him question

why he had them in the first place.

Tell me the truth.

Just once.

No games.

No rules.

No pretending.

Was it ever

just business?

At first…

maybe.

I thought I could walk away.

I thought I could forget you.

I thought one night

would be enough.

But some people

don’t leave when they walk away.

They stay in your thoughts.

In the silence.

In every empty room.

And suddenly…

the one person

you were never supposed to need…

becomes the one person

you can’t forget.

“It’s not personal, Sonny.”

“It’s strictly business.”

That’s what I kept telling myself.

But every time she looked at me…

I knew I was lying.

Was it ever just business?

At first.

But you…

you made it personal.