Eastern European Ladies

So anyone who has read this has probably read about my eastern european cleaning lady at work with the vulgar mouth.. Well anyway I'm at work tonight reading a book and she sees me so she walks over and we begin our usual routine of stupid questions and answers.. So I tried to get past that today and asked where she was from.. She tells me Montenegro and I say Wow.. That was a shock for some reason but whatever... So I guess to balance the questions she looks at me and says "Boy why are you here flirting with me?.. Don't you have a girl you should be sharing a bed with?" I laugh and at first tell her she is the girl and then look seriously at her and tell her I wish.. she asks me if there is anyone I think of.. and I tell her all the time.. I tell her of the girl of my dreams I tell her all about her.. I tell her about the dreams of walking with her in the middle of the night just talking.. I tell her of my wishes to sit on my favorite pier that looks at Jersey with her.. I tell her how I wouldnt even need the green or the smoke while I sat there and talked to her.. I tell her of my undying need to please her... She looks at me like shes never looked at me before and asks point blank if I ever told her how I feel? have I told her all these things.. have I even tried to spend that alone time with her.. I tell her yes I tell her of my fruitless attempt of broaching the subject.. and how repeatedly my thoughts, advances, and hints are either ignored or smiled off.. i tell her of the time when I told said dream girl she could complete me.. and make me happy.. at this point shes shaking her head... she tells me maybe I should move on it doesnt seem like shes interested and if shes not giving me the time of day I should forget it anyway shes probably not good enough for me.. I tell her I disagree and that Im not good enough for her.. I tell her its not because of a low opinion of myself but just on such a high opinion of her... I tell her that my dream girl is so advanced shes a mogul in the making.. and she is going to be something better and more than anyone else.. and the only way I could even get near her for real I need to make some changes.. she laughs at this point and tells me that this girl seems way to good for me.. and i agree.. I tell her that for now all i have are the moments we shared and the conversations we could have and have had... those memories and dreams are what will keep the dream alive.. she laughs and asks what she looks like so I tell her I have a picture of her right here.. as she walks over I show her the picture of the girl I like the most..
At this point the cleaner lady still has no idea who she is... but she laughs and says she is too pretty for you.. and I smile and say thats what I hear.. The cleaner lady asks me what does she have to say about my obsession.. I tell her the last I saw her in person she was getting in the back of a limo in Central Park.. the cleaner lady tells me its time to move on.. I tell her I agree.. As I think of the day we meet..