“In love, there is always someone who kisses and someone who offers the cheek.”
Unrequited love is arguably one of the most painful emotions that one can endure. It hurts like an open wound and takes a long time to heal.
When you become smitten with someone, you find it difficult to accept that your feelings are not returned in kind.
Love cannot be explained. It is an irrational emotion that can drive to semi-insanity.
It is easy to love, but the most difficult part is to make the one you love, love you. Many people fall for people who do not love them, but they cannot stop obsessing about it.
You can try to buy the stuff but it is futile. If you buy it, like a new car it immediately loses half of its value.
But this doesn’t stop elderly men (and women) from buying trophy wives. It keeps them warm and always looks good on camera.
Georges Bizet’s opera (Carmen) is the typical example of unrequited love.
After first spurning her advances, José falls in love with Carmen. Then Carmen abandons José and takes up with Escamillo, a bullfighter.
After José pleads with her and after Carmen rejects him, he stabs her to death.
This is sometimes the tragic outcome of unrequited love.
I presently alas love somebody who doesn’t love me.
When I first met her, I was struck by her beauty and her eagerness to flirt with me.
Like Carmen she first seduced me and ultimately betrayed me.
I took her home and treated her like a princess. I bought her a necklace, baubles, toys, fancy food… To no avail.
She accepted me but never really loved me.
She now has only eyes (and ears) for my wife and follows her everywhere like a little dog.
My wife (who did not care much for her in the first place) can roughhouse her without any fear of retribution.
If I try this with Kate, teeth and claws will quickly find their way to any area of my exposed skin.
I don’t know what it is? Females are supposed to be catty to each other, but in my case, my two “femmes fatales” seem to taunt me with their inhibited display of affection.
Is love fair? NO. “L’amour est enfant de bohème, Il n’a jamais, jamais connu de loi. »
Dear Abby, what can I do to make Kate love me?
Where can I purchase Love Potion Number 9?
Help!
Alain
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