Liking someone is a job.
Sometimes it is tiresome, and sometimes you resent it, but you get up every day and it is what you do. The benefits outweigh the downsides. You think about it, even when you know you should get it off your mind. You take inventory. You count laugh lines, plot freckles, and memorize the tone of their voice when they say “Hello.” It always seems permanent, when deep down we know it is not, or at least it doesn’t have to be. And like a job, in the end we either get promoted, get fired, or we quit. I’m sending out my résumé.
From Will Mc Cloud's Tumblr.