I found out, via an email reply to the email I'd sent him, that I am defriended because he is now engaged to said woman he's been living with and she wasn't happy about me being on his friend list. Thus, the defriending.
Oooooh, the power I have!
Now if only this power could be transformed into a big bottle of wine, a roaring fire, the Hoosier Guy and me, that would be worth something.
That kind of power? I don't need it, I don't want it, I wish it gone. I'm just someone he used to date for about ten minutes, nothing more, nothing less.
Like I said, I wish him well and much happiness.
The evil side of me wonders what other things he'll have to give up in the name of love...
No Thank You, I'm good. Don't want that kind of love. Had that before and I'll never make the mistake of calling it love again.
1 Corinthians 13
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails.
... And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
http://niv.scripturetext.com/1_corinthians/13.htm
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