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03/05/2006: "Three little words"
If and when . . .?
Sometimes I wonder how some people can consider "love" nothing more than just keeping someone around when you need something. Isn't love about sacrifice?--or, is it taking whatever you can and hitting the road. Compassion?--or is it rubbing your own happiness in my miserable face. Forgiveness?--or, is it when no amount of apologizing will change anything. Commitment?--only when its convenient. Dropping everything and be there for someone when they need it? --Or if all I'm good for is a quick $20.
I'm convinced that some people cannot love because they are too engrossed in themselves, in getting their drugs or their sex, or whatever it is that one wants. Anything but me, it seems.