A year later, and here we are. Actually, here I am. Once I realized you were more interested in being married then in being married to me, the end was inevitable. Especially after I pointed out to you.
Soon, you stopped with the affectionate emoticons and salutations in your emails and voice messages. You hid your status on your Facebook page.
Over this past weekend, your actions made it clear I had been demoted to "friend" status. Of course, you aren't too shy to ask this friend for some money to help with your bills. And as always, this knight-in-shining-armor couldn't stop himself from doing what he could to make your life better.
Anyway, I've grieved enough about this. I think you need to go ahead and release your Facebook status as single. I don't care. You need to get yourself a righteous man whose riches can satisfy your every whim.
As for me, I'm not going to date anymore. If I do win someone's heart someday, it will be from being on a hospital's transplant list.
