The love explanation of an accountant

I hereby declare that all possessions of hope and all internal resources of patience for reciprocity on my part have been exhausted. Why do you reverse all my payment requests addressed to you in the accelerated form? Collect at least the last of my part. Your gaze is always as cold as that of an auditor who noticed a debit balance on a current account. Why is this contempt for me as a bond from the fascist loan in 1942? Your coldness is capable of bankrupting even the most ardent love like mine. Analyzing the current balance of our unhappy and unrequited love, I came to the conclusion that I cannot count on any love advance on your part. But I will take revenge! My revenge will mature and then you will pay with the interest on the overdue loans. Don't expect mercy from me! Of course, by this time I will die out in deep arrears - unhappy and in love! However, time will not be able to amortize my feelings, because they are holy and strong. Again, please advance me with a little love and I will be yours on an indefinite deposit! Oh, will my love dreams and daydreams never be extinguished? Better to die than credit my heart to someone else after your reversal. Your refusal weighs like a blocked account of my consciousness and thoughts. Oh, my poor love, wandering like diverted working capital! It seems that I will be forced to declare in liquidation my feelings on your analytical account of her synthetic, called love! Oh, only if you made a reference in the general ledger of my heart would you find such a great fund of love that it will be able to reward you for the rest of your life. But you are frozen as a loan for irregular stocks. I am translating my last farewell greetings to you! The person bringing the current love order is paid a 3% commission for the service. I enclose a limited check for the cashless payment of millions of kisses, which you do not give me the opportunity to hand over to you personally in your vault. Your eternal debtor?