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"Love, appreciate each other and call more often, give gifts, speak kind words, enjoy those moments spent together. After all, this is lacking in our daily lives. "
Very often we do not appreciate the people who are close by. We do not see the happiness that is so close. Often we - the people committing fatal mistakes in their lives. We speak the truth favorite, change the other, do not give each other enough time, do not call. All this makes it the first crack in the relationship.
The impetus for writing this story was the separation from a loved one. It was a kind of BI, the guy of my dreams. Thanks to him I learned to appreciate, to love, to respect, to tell the truth. He - a great guy, a lover, friend, companion, psychologist. I love him so. He's good, a beautiful, beloved and best man. In relation to the girls caring, courteous, with a refined taste guy.
Our story began this cruel winter. Our first meetings were full of joy, a solid positive, passionate kisses, hot nights. It all started 24 December 2012. It was a typical winter cold Monday, snow fell on the street, which is large flakes lay on the ground. The street was -7 degrees, I was returning from work at around 9 pm.
My only wish at that moment was quickly wade through large piles of snow in a cafe and drink hot tea. Besides the usual women's conversations with her friends that night, I expected familiarity with the guy.
The day before, I let slip his girlfriend Julia, let alone something to while away the boring one, these winter evenings, I want some love, relationships, meetings, walks under the moon and declarations of love. Not long thinking, Julia decided to acquaint me with a wonderful on her, man.
Of course, I also willingly agreed to, despite the fact that he was only 18 years old.
The first thought that came into my head, not met, so at least entertaining. In the winter evening, I first became acquainted with the most guy named Igor. As I later learned, he recently arrived from Spain, where he spent six happy years. Despite years of living in another country, he decided to return to his native land in Ukraine.
Julia was right, Igor actually turned out to be a very nice guy. Before me, he appeared as a man with a magazine cover. This whole beautiful, cute, brave, courageous man. Beside him feel safe, carelessness. The aroma of his perfume, captured my heart, his eyes fascinated me, beckoning smile, his strong muscular body man bewitched.
At that moment I could not remember myself, I was just happy. We sat cute chatted, laughed, drank tea, got acquainted with each other. By the end of the evening, we exchanged phone numbers. It was kind of the beginning of our relationship. Since Igor at that time there was a girl and I have a guy, we decided to become a couple. We took a hasty decision that evening, sitting in a cafe. We come home we are closer to midnight, happy, cheerful, despite the fact that tomorrow he had to go to work.
Thus began our brief relationship. Then, we were not even aware that happy eyes filled with joy, will dim and go out soon. Our meetings will be torture. Calls - report about the day. We were not even aware that jealousy, mistrust, killed in us the passion that we had at the beginning of our relationship.
The first month of our relationship - a cold December and January were the most memorable months. We enjoyed every moment spent together, happy as children. Often called up in the evening after work hours talking, sharing problems, we give each other advice.
If you do not manage to meet, sent kisses on the phone. Then we were happy night walks, long kisses, passionate embraces, long farewells at the entrance and the first highly anticipated sexual intercourse. The nights spent with him, then seemed to me a story. These bright moments of my life, long remain in my memory, it was unforgettable. I then just fly with happiness and everybody was ready to scream, "He's like me." At that moment, I was filled with happiness.
The first memorable Christmas gift Igor steel sweets. Chocolates "Esfero" became a landmark for me. On a postcard enclosed in a box, Igor wrote: "I love you." Then see and read to me was very nice, I was happy it was so sincerely written, I believed it. He was not so predictable in their actions and deeds that I did not know what to expect from him.
We enjoyed spending evenings at his house for a cup of strong coffee. We spoke at length about the future. I told him about my cherished desires about the future plans for life. Once I asked him what the most important thing in his life right now. He replied briefly and dryly: "The work and work again. The most important thing to make more money. " Serious relations was not the question.
Then I did not understand that our relationship with him, for it is just fun. I was the girl he was not needed, but the epiphany came to me too late. Then my life was a time of love, that in dreams and in reality I only saw Igor. He often dreamed of me, I was very pleased. But my happiness did not last long. The first argument, jealousy, resentment, the first not received calls on your phone, the phone disconnected, all this has given the first crack to our relations with Igor.
In my 20 years, I still did not understand much, was too young, did not appreciate that they have done for the people around me. Relationship for me, you were a toy in the hands of a child. I was a very naughty girl, I've always wanted some kind of novelty, extreme. The second straw was rare meeting, calls to sex. This gave rise to the fact that interest waned with each other.
Lack of attention from her boyfriend, I replaced the nightclubs, alcohol, new acquaintances with guys. We have become less and less to see, and I became more likely to go to night parties. Then I did not realize that his actions I destroy our happiness. It became part of the lie to your loved one. She said that I spend the evening at home, watching television, and in fact everything was different, evenings and nights, I whiled away in a noisy campaign, with a glass of champagne.
At that time, alcohol was a salvation for me, he was killing me all the feelings, thoughts, and made me free and I liked it, then I forgot about everything. I did not care, they thought about me around while I lived nightlife, club music. She lived the way I wanted to. Such frequent my night walks, Igor did not like, he did not approve of them, when he learned the truth. He ceased to trust me, do not believe a word I say. My phrase for it was empty, he did not hear me. I cried, swore that stop walk, throw a drink for the sake of it. I throw everything, if only he was with me.
And so it was, I gave up booze, nightclubs, removed from the mobile phone numbers of all the guys, it was the only live - Igor. But our relationship was no longer save. Too we have become strangers to each other. Igor began to spend the evening in the company of his friends, in turn, I could only sit and guess what is now my faithful.
One day, one evening, I was sitting at home, suspecting nothing, listening to music. My phone vibrated, incoming call, an unfamiliar number. I picked up the phone and heard the familiar notes to a pain native voice. It was Denis - my ex-boyfriend, my first love. We parted with him somewhere six months ago, for me it was a difficult parting. When I heard his voice trembled in all, the heart beat faster and faster.
This spontaneous call turned my whole life. I often imagined our meeting, a conversation, but I never thought it would become a reality. We talked so more than three hours talking about everything, rejoiced as the first day of our meeting. The next day we arranged to meet in a cafe.
Our meeting has proved that our feelings are not extinguished, they are alive and mutual. That evening we were happy to sit, drink coffee, and remember the happy moments of our life, laughing, kissing, holding hands. It was so good with Dennis, I forgot everything, even forgot for a while that I have a favorite guy. She gave vent to his feelings.
Our meeting with my ex-boyfriend became frequent, with Igor we saw less and less. With him, we were limited to phone calls and meetings twice a week. It is too much work and was rarely at home, and if they come to work, was so tired that I just went to bed, I was no time left.
Thus was formed a love triangle. Dennis knew that I have a boyfriend, but he did not stop. He decided to return to that lost then return our love. Often comes to me at night, standing under the porch for hours, despite the snow, rain, frost and cold, he waited. Often called, I wrote love sms, gave flowers, beautifully looked after, gave my favorite white chocolate, saying kind words. He did everything to win my location and attention to bring me back.
Though I liked to spend time with Denis, yet I instinctively knew that the past is the past. In the same river twice not come in. Broken vase are not glued, like relationships. So I just decided to stay good friends with her ex-boyfriend. For the former, it is not real. Former just done. Only then I realized I need to revive our sense of Igor.
The feast of St. Valentine's Day. It was a grand occasion for reconciliation. So I thought. But the head of Igor had other ideas. Valentine's Day, I organized a romantic dinner, candles, red wine, delicious food, there were only two of us. But even that is not warmed up our relationship.
All collapsed over, it snapped at one point. All this and was getting on, I felt that our relationship comes to an end, I knew that soon we will have to leave, I felt it, but did not try to save the relationship. February 15, our meeting was the last one.
The conversation was brief, no jealousy, no explanation of the relationship. We realized that a rare meeting sex once a week, do not harden relations, but on the contrary destroys. Distance does not approach the soul and alienates. We parted peacefully, without shouting, swearing and fighting. They went in different directions, do not say to each other now. At that point we were quite strange. Now we are not a couple, no friends and no enemies. Just no one, ordinary residents of this gray, dreary city.
These relationships have made me stronger, learn to wait. Today, I realized all that is done and happens in our lives, all this is not just. Everything has its explanation. It is a bitter experience, salty tears, enough sleep the night, everything - is life without these tests in any way.
Life torture harden our character, show the right path, and these mistakes are given to us for the people that we studied, fell, filled their bumps, bruises, they rose and moved on with our heads held high. They walked forward and not look back. After all, what's left behind - a past that need to transcend and move on forward, only forward, not stopping.
Meeting with Dennis, was for me a kind of test of my feelings. Only then I realized that if you love a person, you have to be faithful to him and not to plunge headlong into the past, to live it. All the trials of life are given to us only for us to look back and see who is actually located next to us.
Maybe it's not exactly the kind of person a man or woman of our dreams, the fruit of our turbulent imagination. Everything can change in one day, to drop everything and start life with a clean slate. After all, this is our life and we are its authors.
R.S: It was kind of attachment, craving, habit. It was the best time spent with him. Yes, it is a man with a capital letter. Handsome, you want to appreciate, respect and love. I am happy that she met you.
Thank you for everything!
Here's a true story of my love.
Author: Maria Ryabeva
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