WHY MOST PEOPLE DON’T FALL IN LOVE
Last night, I was awake and I thought about how she fell in love with me. How she would cook from her father’s house, rode in the same car with him, and brought the food to me in his office, where I worked, without him knowing. She was not stupid, she was in love. I also thought about, how I fell in love with that lass, whose body tell tales of Africa. I remember how I offered to go with her to saloon; a thing I never did before, how I was willing to do anything for her, how all I wanted was to always have her around me. No doubt, the times I fell in love and did things I never thought I could do were my greatest moments in life, they remain my greatest experiences. They are assets of incomparable values, even though none of the women loved me in return. My career as a writer proves this to be true. Life has taught me this: There is nothing as sweet as the memories of love expressed, yet, there is no tragedy worse than memories of love withheld. Those who meet