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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=511816" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Voice of Truth - A Short Story</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">"I cannot love her! , yelled the man.<br>"And why is that? ", the soft voice questioned.<br>"She will never change. ", the man exclaimed, <br>"She yells at me, scolds me and does not respect me."<br>"I can see how you cannot love her.", replied the voice.<br>The man loosened up. "You understand? ", he asked.<br>"Of course I understand" the voice confirmed, <br>"How can you possibly love a woman like that, " <br>"When you are expecting so much of her? "<br>Puzzled, the man listened to the voice further.<br>"You cannot love and expect at the same time.<br>You can either love her, or expect from her<br>You see, the purpose of love is to give.<br>It is my gift to you, to be given to another.<br>As is her love for you.<br>You choose who the gift is given to and who it is not.<br>You cannot expect her to give you her love.<br>That is a demand.<br>All you have the ability to do, <br>Is to give her yours.<br>The balance you seek is very unbalanced.<br>Patience, kindness, grace and mercy are all gifts you can give.<br>If you are expectant of them, they are no longer a gift.<br>They become a right, an entitlement or an obligation.<br>The gift of one's love is not a right, but a privilege.<br>As are all privileges, if abused, they will be taken away.'<br>A tear rolled down the man's face.<br>"My heart has been so full of myself, I had no room in it for her." The man sobbed.<br>"I can see how that works."<br>The man seeing the err of his ways, realized his love was not true.<br>He returned to his wife with a new love.<br>A love not defined by himself, <br>But as defined by the voice of truth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ryan+Lee+Morris">Ryan Lee Morris</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=511816" data-title="The Voice of Truth - A Short Story de Ryan Lee Morris" data-description=""I cannot love her! , yelled the man. "And why is that? ", the soft voice questioned. "She will never change. ", the man exclaimed, "She yells at me, scolds me and does not respect me." "I can see how you c..."></div> </div> </div>
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