What's Love Got To Do With It?

And more to the point, what IS love? I think it is somewhat the same to most people, but I could be wrong. When you truly love someone, you think about what is best for him/her as well as what benefits you both. If someone speaks ill of the one you love, you defend your love - you come to his or her rescue so to speak, and if that someone continues to speak ill of your love, you certainly do not remain friends with that person, no matter how long you have known them.

Imagine if you will, you meet the woman of your dreams. You fall in love! To your amazement, she falls just as hard for you as you do for her. You two are happy!!! There is a friend of yours who had intentions on you. In fact, many nights after many drinks you were "friendly" with her. You aren't proud, but this is reality and you have been lonely for a long time. How were you to know you would meet this other woman? To make it worse, this "friend" works with you! Every day that your relationship grows with the woman you love, this "friend" can't stand it. She hates your woman and makes no bones about it.

Alas, the sad story goes on... you and your love buy a house together. You are that much in love! Other friends object ... they too do not like your lady love. They all have their own vested interests in keeping you single, such as paying them rent under the table and being their dog watcher among other things. The woman you fell in love with is very good with your son and the three of you sometimes have such wonderful times together doing the simplest things, like just eating cheeseburgers from the grill on the deck of your new home. You finally have a family like you always wanted... but somehow, you feel miserable all the time.

At work, your "friend" keeps telling you how you made the biggest mistake in your life and now "no one will ever talk to you again." You stop getting group email from one of the guys you worked with. Your "friend" starts talking about your woman during lunch, so much so that you can't stand to be in the cafeteria anymore during the lunch break. One of your true friends tells you eventually that the "friend" is saying so much crap that he feels he has to let you know about it if you want to. You decide you cannot bear to know what is being said.

At this point, put yourself in the shoes of the woman who is the "loved" one.

The man who you thought loved you allows this woman to pollute his mind constantly. When he calls you from work, sometimes he has to hang up abruptly because she has entered his cube. Or she will be surreptitiously eavesdropping from another cube... because she has no respect for any one's privacy. She told him right before he left for our April vacation to Vegas "I'll break you guys up if its the last thing I do" - not "have a good vacation" and he still continued to think of her as a "friend." That is the part that I will never understand. What "friend" acts like that? None.

Thus, he cannot be the man for that lady who thought she was loved, for she was not. She was an interesting trifle for a ghost man.