Imagine, if you will, that you are single but you have found
The One that you love more than anything on this earth. But that One has been
sold into slavery as a prostitute. So you take everything that you have and
sell it all so that you can buy that One out of slavery. And after giving up
everything that you have, the two of you are married and begin your life
together. But after the honeymoon starts to fade, and things slow down, you
notice that your Love has become distant, and not around as often as before.
When questioned, the only response is “Oh, I was busy with something” and
nothing more. And your Love begins to have less and less time for you. Finally,
one day you follow your Love…to the place where they were purchased from. Your
Love has been voluntarily going back to the place of slavery and prostitution.
Heartbroken, you plead with your Love to stop and come back to you. They agree
and return with you, promising never to return again. But they do. And this
process repeats it’s self over and over.
