Ending Friends-with-Benefits For Good-After One Last Time; I Meet Rick, My Admirer From Afar-College Memoirs: Life At Roanoke-April 1993, Part 1 - Nyssa's Hobbit Hole
Around this time, he said what I had been thinking: that our impure relationship had distanced us both from God, so we had to give it up. I was willing now, because I was tired of giving and giving affection and him never loving me back. It seemed he only took from me, without trying very hard to get to know me, maybe not deliberately.