This is for a girl who's actually very special to me. Unfortunately, either she doesn't realize it, or she's so busy worrying about her work, her business, and just about everything else...except the things that matter...herself, her happiness, and her life. I've known her for more than a year now, almost two years now actually, and I doubt it if she still rememembers. She's very intelligent, kind, educated, well read, religious, refined, driven, and very pretty I may add. She has a business of her own, a loving family, friends, in perfect health, and yet...I've hardly ever talked to her in almost those two years without her complaining about something. In almost two years. She complains about work, her responsibilities, her frustrations, her family, about lost opportunities, about managing finances, about unfulfilled dreams, about the things in life that we cannot change. I can relate. I'm a cynic as well. I also tend to be a realist, and I always assume th