The real world from singles view

Let's paint a picture from whatever your staring at right now,and call it  'the world'
 

 But at the end of this article,we'd call what your staring at 'the real world'

 This doesn't make sense one bit,but wait, soon enough,it will.
 
 As a young single mingler,I have come across men of different sizes,character,background,religion..you name it!..

 and while in love and infatuated with this prince charming,I call him my world.
 along the line some thing goes wrong*it always does* 

  Now am faced with the harsh reality and sweet but bitter memories of the past I shared together with my love interest,
and that is the real world.

My world is when you lay down fantasizing about that girl you met at the supermarket,how beautiful she looked,her curves,smiles and the smell of her perfume. 

you made up your mind  to go and ask her out.paid for what you bought telling the cashier 'please hurry up my friend' *winkz*  keep reading..

 
On getting to the car park, you see her opening the door of her Range Rover sport car *while you came to the supermarket on a bike,let me fair,you hired a cab* Now what do you call such scenario? does the 'the real world' sound right at this point? 

As a young lady with a good moral upbringing,you have to die in silence waiting for the man to approach you.*because you heard all through the years that it is not lady like to approach a man and tell him how your feel*..hmm! 

So what do you do,when you come across this guy that comes to your work place,and the mere look of him gives you butterflies in your stomach?..aww!

My candid opinion?..do nothing!..just smile back at him and pray seriously that he feels the same way you do,also that he is man enough to ask you out.(most men aren't) other wise, go home,imagine the unimaginable and hug your pillow at night. lol.

did i hear someone say I'm making a little sense?.

 Now go to standing mirror,Stare hard at your self and see 'the real world' which is you.
 
 It don't matter how many girls have turned you down because you don't drive fancy cars and own a yatch.
 
 It don't matter how many times you have been bounced at a vip club,embarrassed and walked out with your head down and face covered.

 I know you want to kill yourself because your nerves were too weak to ask that banker girl that smiles at you every wednesday morning out on a date.I tell you,your not alone in these, so it doesn't matter.

 It don't matter if all your friends are getting hitched and breaking the rules,while your Mr right is yet to find you.

 It don't matter! It don't matter!..I could go on and on,but all I want you to know is that the past don't matter..that prince charming I once called my world don't matter anymore because he walked out and left me behind. 

 That man you secretly wished and prayed to sweep you off your feet,but never did don't matter.
 I tell myself 'am special' and someone out there is mine for keeps!..
 
 One man food is another man's poison..see those that left you for another as a sweet poison that didn't kill.so wait,your food is on the way..

The best part is yet to come,and that's why we are here to help 'the real you' all the way.