you desired her so much, you wished she could be the reflections of your passion for her. But it was obvious she didn't. Due to your hatred for rejection, you started a war with your emotions. You wanted to forget her, clear her off your mind, but all the battle was to no avail.
Tell me, what is it you saw in her that enticed you and trapped your choice of love; was it her impeccable appearance, or her gracious personality, or perhaps her flourishing smile. She was the most elegant creature you had ever seen on two legs. But then, everything that defines her physical appearance was also on you.
Why then were you rejected (smile).
You were broke, but intelligent, that wasn't enough for her. She needed to climb up the social ladder, thus, she wanted an affluent guy. Do we deserve to be rejected because of this (smile), perhaps our creator who cursed us with hard Labour should answer that.
Nevertheless, you were hard working, you studied delligently, your grades were exceptional. The reward was a promising future, one that will glow like a morning star. Still the savage that trapped your heart was neither moved nor thrilled by all this.
Why? She was too desperate, or permit me to say she was myopic. Your queen never saw life as a step, on the contrary, she saw life as an elevator, expecting you to engine her up.
After consuming much rejections and still breathing, you swore to make money immediately. Of course i understand it wasn't your fault, you were just too helpless. Your first and last attempt was Internet fraudulent, they were popularly know in your society as "yahoo boys" or the "G guys". You set your mind on it, you utilized your intelligence, but it was nothing like working the hard, legal and ritual way which you derived joy from. (laughing) you sobbed like a toddler, you cursed your father for not being wealthy, thereafter you challenged your creator for not sending you to a prosperous home. You did not forget to curse your mother's womb for bringing you into this unfair surface of reality (tears).
After calming a bit, you looked at the sky and said "why is tomorrow too far".
Now John relaxed and smiled on the exotic seat of his Range Rover, allowing the memories dance on his mind.
"Jude, do you think TOMORROW IS TOO FAR?" John smiled even more, as he took delights from the puzzling look of his driver.
Really is tomorrow too far to you ?
