Celebrated, Not Tolerated

Somebody who says wise things
Says "Go where you're celebrated, not tolerated."
I think I'm gonna take his advice
I'm gonna go to you, where I feel elated

I don't know why I keep going back
To where I end up feeling frustrated
When I have a perfect friend in you
Where I feel great, as I earlier stated

You never make me feel bad, only joyful
I feel the promised love you've indicated
Let me dust out the useless cobwebs
Make room for your love to which I am fated