Forbidden Love…
He was a beautiful specimen. Single, no children, professional, and in that perfect age range. He lived on his own, so he was great at “keeping house” and even making some pretty tasty meals. More importantly, he loved the Lord and was growing in his relationship with Him. He cared for me. I could tell. We started spending too much time together, so THE TALK was imminent… “I’m not ready for a relationship. I’m not sure what I want.” That’s what he said, but his actions screamed, “I want you by my side. Don’t leave me. Give me a chance.” He had been hurt before. It was hard for him to trust again. His heart was under lock and key. I tried time and time again, but I couldn’t break through the walls. I gave up. I left.
According to the urban dictionary forbidden love is when you love someone…
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