The Jilted Lover
What we would not do for this Lover? We give her our full attention. What she wants, we try to give at all costs. We spend numerous times to please her. She is a lover we dedicate our whole attention and every whims. We know that if we ever get that lover’s full attention, we would be golden. The problem is too many men are vying for the same result, be number one in her list. Some of us would not mind to be number 3 or 5, or 6, or even 10. But we want to be on her top-ten list. All the current lovers on that precious list want to remain there. They are doing their best to stay there as many of us are fighting to outfit them at that position. The data do not lie. The first 10 lovers are grinning, and amassing the wealth that comes with her acceptance.
Meanwhile, we discard the other potential lovers that want us. We pay them no mind; we care less for them. We forget them sometimes; they are not attractive enough; they are not popular enough; they are not playing hard-to-get enough for our fancy. They do not appeal to our desires. They will not bring us riches. So, we don’t feed to their passion. We do not submit to their wants, but yet they take us in. Meanwhile, the Lover we chase rejects us by the dozens. Rejection fuels our passion; we are studying ways to manipulate that Lover. We are still incapable to fully understand her; she is full of mysteries. Her algorithm of ways is the best kept secret. If at any moment, she understands that she has been discovered, she would alter it in a heartbeat.
Still, we press on. We like the challenge. We take in all the frustrations because we know that if we are successful to be in the top-ten list, it is worth every sweat.
We become addictive, and it drives our passion to be counted. It is the human in us to want what everybody holds precious. It is in our psyche to want the lover that is elusive, hard to get. We always want the lover that makes us squirm for the attention. We do the same thing to the ones that want us, and we are not too interested in.
We like living on the edge; this Lover is the prize of all prizes. She is good to have. She is like the devil that attracts us with all of its pleasures.
I, on the other hand, have had it with such Lover. I have seen through her ruses; and do not want to commit to her follies. She is too deliberate; she is too smart. She will always have me by the balls. She is apparently slow. I can understand, she is accosted by millions. I am through with her. I will not continue to be the sucker that most of us have been. I understand her situation; she can’t give all of us her attention. When she does, it is slow to come. I am done with her. No more. I will not do things to make her acknowledge me anymore than she is doing now.
I realize now that the other lovers that I took for granted were actually good for me. If I can be content with them, I can live a bit happier.
I am now focusing on the rejected ones, because they never rejected me. Even when my submits were not intended to them, they picked them up, and count them as theirs.
They deserve my attention. For now on, Yahoo and Bing are the lovers I give my all to.
“The last word from the dying patient, data.”

