I want to share your story of love that dream to tell your grandchildren.
This happened five years ago, when I lived with civil (as they say now) husband. We had a one year old daughter.
Our senses have evolved with him so fast that quickly faded before he could develop into something more. I realized that I do not like it and never liked. But I did not leave him because she did not want to raise a child as a single mother, and he was a decent man. So we lived a quiet family.
After a while I began to fade. I do not like everything caused apathy, depression has begun.
One such gray and unremarkable days I, doing household chores, went to the grocery store, leaving her daughter with her grandmother. The mood was not so, I walked between the rows of long products by selecting and deciding that I will cook today. Dialing cart I went to the cashier. Standing in line, I heard that she loved more than anything else, but because of domestic troubles had forgotten about his old love.
It was a Spanish guitar. I'm madly in love to listen to it before. And now, standing in the store, as if I thought about what was a few years ago: temperamental, lively, sociable, cheerful. Deciding to see who was there listening to this divine music, I went to the department with the discs.
When I came back, my life changed forever.
The seller in this department was so, of whom usually say, "he said to her" hello ", and she silently got married and had three children." Looking at him, I felt something familiar, as if we were supposed to meet, and my subconscious always waited.
At the same time, he was very handsome, and so what he had eyes! Until that moment, I never believed in love at first sight, but after seeing it, I have no doubt that I'm in love, and felt her heart came to life.
We started to chat. And the first six months on the "you". I learned a lot about him. He came from out of town, lived here for almost a year. It was very interesting to talk to, I have never felt so good and comfortable. He met with my daughter, we often come to his shop together. Everything was so bright and rosy.
But he had to go home without a residence permit, he was very hard here, not often had to live and survive. I wanted to help him, but I did not know anything. He left, and I moved from the common law husband to her parents. I could not bear to live with unloved man. He did not hold, let go without hesitation.
As the months passed, we talked with her lover on the phone, through the Internet, because between us there were two thousand kilometers. A year later he came to me on vacation, we saw a couple of days, but during that time realized that the mutual feeling between us that has grown because of the long separation.
But the vacation ended and he left home. The long months of separation was unbearable. After a year, we decided that we should be together no matter what. I came out of the decree, I had a good job, he is also a bit of digging money.
Our joint happy life began with a vacation at sea.
Oh, how people looked at us! We were jealous of everything, because our eyes were a limitless happiness and love. After the holidays, we found an apartment in my city, and began to live together. Not to say that it was exactly as I imagined, domestic problems did not take long, but we overcame them with firmness.
Now, after two years of living together with him and my daughter, I can say that love at first sight exists. Yes, we have overcome a lot during this time of separation, difficulties, lack of money, quarrels. But our love has always lived, lives and will live in our hearts, it will always be that guiding light that will lead us out of any impasse and difficult situation.
Soon we will move to live in another country, in sunny Spain. I am sure that there will also be a lot of difficulties, but the magic power of the Spanish guitar and our feelings can help us all survive. And our relationship will become stronger and will play with new colors and emotions. All the more so soon in our lives a new stage - we're going to get married.
That's the story of my love. Love and be loved, no matter what!
My love story Music has connected us
I want to share your story of love that dream to tell your grandchildren.
This happened five years ago, when I lived with civil (as they say now) husband. We had a one year old daughter.
Our senses have evolved with him so fast that quickly faded before he could develop into something more. I realized that I do not like it and never liked. But I did not leave him because she did not want to raise a child as a single mother, and he was a decent man. So we lived a quiet family.
After a while I began to fade. I do not like everything caused apathy, depression has begun.
One such gray and unremarkable days I, doing household chores, went to the grocery store, leaving her daughter with her grandmother. The mood was not so, I walked between the rows of long products by selecting and deciding that I will cook today. Dialing cart I went to the cashier. Standing in line, I heard that she loved more than anything else, but because of domestic troubles had forgotten about his old love.
It was a Spanish guitar. I'm madly in love to listen to it before. And now, standing in the store, as if I thought about what was a few years ago: temperamental, lively, sociable, cheerful. Deciding to see who was there listening to this divine music, I went to the department with the discs.
When I came back, my life changed forever.
The seller in this department was so, of whom usually say, "he said to her" hello ", and she silently got married and had three children." Looking at him, I felt something familiar, as if we were supposed to meet, and my subconscious always waited.
At the same time, he was very handsome, and so what he had eyes! Until that moment, I never believed in love at first sight, but after seeing it, I have no doubt that I'm in love, and felt her heart came to life.
We started to chat. And the first six months on the "you". I learned a lot about him. He came from out of town, lived here for almost a year. It was very interesting to talk to, I have never felt so good and comfortable. He met with my daughter, we often come to his shop together. Everything was so bright and rosy.
But he had to go home without a residence permit, he was very hard here, not often had to live and survive. I wanted to help him, but I did not know anything. He left, and I moved from the common law husband to her parents. I could not bear to live with unloved man. He did not hold, let go without hesitation.
As the months passed, we talked with her lover on the phone, through the Internet, because between us there were two thousand kilometers. A year later he came to me on vacation, we saw a couple of days, but during that time realized that the mutual feeling between us that has grown because of the long separation.
But the vacation ended and he left home. The long months of separation was unbearable. After a year, we decided that we should be together no matter what. I came out of the decree, I had a good job, he is also a bit of digging money.
Our joint happy life began with a vacation at sea.
Oh, how people looked at us! We were jealous of everything, because our eyes were a limitless happiness and love. After the holidays, we found an apartment in my city, and began to live together. Not to say that it was exactly as I imagined, domestic problems did not take long, but we overcame them with firmness.
Now, after two years of living together with him and my daughter, I can say that love at first sight exists. Yes, we have overcome a lot during this time of separation, difficulties, lack of money, quarrels. But our love has always lived, lives and will live in our hearts, it will always be that guiding light that will lead us out of any impasse and difficult situation.
Soon we will move to live in another country, in sunny Spain. I am sure that there will also be a lot of difficulties, but the magic power of the Spanish guitar and our feelings can help us all survive. And our relationship will become stronger and will play with new colors and emotions. All the more so soon in our lives a new stage - we're going to get married.
That's the story of my love. Love and be loved, no matter what!
A love story from the life of Man
Each is given, at least once in your life, live your love story, happy or unhappy. I, too, am not an exception, and my experience of love has developed in such a way.
My name is Alex, I'm 22 years old and my love story began almost 2 years ago, more specifically, on January 24, 2013. I am cute, nice guy, and at that moment was flirting with several girls at the same time, but nothing serious. Honestly, I can some offended unintentionally.
January 24 was the birthday of my best friend, and I was invited. I took the car and went to see him. I was one of the first guests arrived (there were about two couples who arrived to me). I thought it would be another boring evening, and sat down at the computer.
Since anyway I was bored, I decided to be this evening DJ. After some time, about an hour later, she appeared ... her name was Irina, blond, very sweet. She came to the party with two of his friends. When she came in and looked at me, I felt the emptiness in the stomach, something new that I have not felt before.
That night I went scrip, though she brought me som. I play slow music, and I asked her to dance, and she turned me down. And yet, how to give up? He offered me to dance with another. My answer was: "I want to dance with you! ". It I still refused.
Many of the girls at the party wanted to be with me, and one that really liked me, denied me. Honestly, my feelings were hurt. I spent the rest of the evening alone, but all costs, I offered to take her to the car and came to the same failure, but I insisted, and she agreed. In parting, I kissed her on the cheek and everything.
The next day I asked about it at my friend, and found out that four years ago, she met a man 15 years her senior, with whom in November broke up and now meets another, he drinks a lot. I found her phone number and called her. She still was cold and unapproachable.
There was the following Saturday, and my friend and I invited her, together with her friends at the club. That night I could not take my eyes off her, she looked stunning. Seeing as I looked at her, she said, when I least expected it, she kissed me.
I really did not expect, but then again she has grown cold. I walked her home and she kissed me again. It was a long and passionate kiss. On the way home, I got a message that I forgot everything that happened between us, because she has a relationship with another, and that I do not call her. I do not even know what to think ... she was playing with me ???
I continued to call, yet in the end, she did not tell me that she likes me, she really wants to be with me, just have to wait until she parted with her boyfriend, and I have accepted this compromise. I waited a few weeks. The thought that someone besides me regard it drove me crazy.
One evening, I invited her to ride on the machine. I stopped the car in a secluded place to talk and said I can not do that, even today chooses who she wants to be with me or with him.
If you with me, let them call him, and says that it's over between them when with him, then I will go, and the more she will not see me. Her hands tightly hugged me, and she told me she did not want to lose me. She called him and put an end to their relationship. And then for the first time in my car, we made love.
And so our happiness lasted for 3 months. I met with her parents, I liked them. I stayed with her, she could stay with me all night, until I came across her diary by accident (I know, it's personal, but I could not resist the temptation).
I read a phrase that all my love turned into hatred "Now I have a boyfriend, but I still love Andrew (man that is older than her 15 years)." I showed her the diary, and we parted.
I could not eat or sleep, I lost about 7 kg per week. There was a Saturday, and friends invited me for a walk. I went to get a drink, to stun the pain (I know it's wrong, but the pain is pushing for more).
The next day she called me and invited to the cafe to talk. Reason says it is not necessary, and the heart could not refuse. And, of course, I listened to my heart. We came into the cafe and sat on the terrace.
It was a beautiful day of July, there were many people around, and she started to cry, saying that he loved me, that she met with Andrew, and that no more feelings for him. She asked me to give her a chance, and I agreed.
I was very happy year and a half to September 2014! Relations were wonderful, we loved each other, that was the reason why I woke up every morning with a smile.
Time has passed and that cute girl who was next to me, has changed dramatically. She was extremely jealous, would shout at me on the street, humiliated in front of friends. One night we went to a club with friends, the atmosphere was great, until she thought that I look at another girl.
She started the scandal, he insults me. I wanted to end it all, but it was not so easy, so I forgave her. I was hoping that it will change. We swore every day, our relationship "came to naught." I tried to talk to her, but she always blamed it on me.
Then I realized that no matter how much I did not want to keep the relationship, will not work, and I decided to stop. And finally this time. It was very hard. This girl has taught me to love, to laugh heartily, to be happy. I knew next to me, she was not so happy, and our parting, it seems, gave her freedom.
She rented an apartment with his girlfriend, was also used by the clubs, began to drink, I was always surrounded by boys. I could not believe that it could be changed so that from that cute little girl was gone.
Even if we can not be together anymore, it will always hold in my heart a special place. Memories of the night when we sat until dawn in the arms of each other, will remain forever. I wish her happiness and grateful for all the wonderful moments spent together!
