Mad love story

 A story about love

My story is soaked with tears and untold pain and memories are still tearing the soul to pieces.

And it all began ... In search of new emotions, I checked in on a dating site.

Fans of the network was more than enough! I few people reciprocated until I wrote It. A correspondence, the next day we exchanged phone numbers, and then decided to meet. The first date happened so spontaneously - he just called and said, - "Come, I'll come after 20 minutes for you." From the excitement I did not know what to wear, what to say when meeting him in the head a continuous alarm.

We quickly put on her short summer dress, sandals with heels, she looked at herself in the mirror and ulybnulas- I was happy with their appearance. We met and immediately liked each other. He was very handsome - brunette with unparalleled athletic build, intelligent, tactful. In a conversation we were very comfortable with each other, and I thought - "That this man is mine! He's so reliable and helpful! "My intuition did not fail me - we really started dating shortly and could not break away from each other.

We were very well together, I was happy those days, but I did not think that in a month the joy replaced mad despair. One day he came to me he did not properties sad, worried. I started to ask him what happened, but at first he went to answer. And then he told the story. What is the object of his longing is a former girlfriend, with whom he provstrechalis 5 years, in my opinion.

He told that he was very fond of her, proposed marriage, but she refused, saying how good it was. But she left him, and that's just today, he learned the cause of her skorospeshnogo care - she has another. I sat and listened to him carefully, trying to keep a calm appearance, but inside was such a pain and resentment. I did not show him my feelings, only sympathized, gave some advice and calmed myself that in my arms, he will forget his ex.

But this is not all over. In our conversations he always mentioned her, told me that filled her face current boyfriend, and that he had forgiven her, because who has not sinned, and that he still loves her, but as a friend. I'm in tears, long tolerated these conversations, but somehow I could not stand it and said, "If you still can not forget - so come back to it, you're my soul rvesh.

I am your only joy, calm harbor, where you will always love, will warm, listen. But I can not go! ". Lord, why then I left him! My boyfriend has the ability to persuade and beautiful lie. He reassured me, assured that he would not forgive cheating, and the former did not need. Of course, I believe, because by this time firmly in love with him. And from that moment I began my suffering ...

It is difficult to list all the "actions", which he made against me, there are infinitely many. We began to meet with him from time to time - once a month, and less likely to happen. He became irritable, my affection and persuasions meet, is because too busy, a lot of things. There were difficult moments in my life, and a number no one was even close - I literally begged him to come and help me.

After all, I was so little nado- only his participation, his support, so I needed to know that I'm not alone, and nearby there is the reliable man who will not give me none offense, which at any moment will help me. But it was not there. And I began to suspect him of treason. Just my assumptions turned out to be accurate. I sent a letter on the Internet his alleged ex-girlfriend, with the words that I left behind by her boyfriend, they live together, a wedding soon.

At this point, I even felt some relief from their suffering. Finally, everything was in its place. Without thinking, I went away from him, but his heart is still ill. That our romance would end in this, but not here - it was. A month later he came to me, assured of the falsity of their relationship with the former, saying that only he needs me. And I believe it! Dura stuffed.

Our relationship lasted 3 years, shrouded my tears and endless pain. For my part, crazy love with him only a cold and indifferent. Not a holiday spent together, no general picture, not a gift presented to him. We did not go anywhere, I have only met him a house. At the same time on the Internet, I saw all the new photos, which they both in different places in different cities. ...

How many times have I tried to run away from it, but every time he brought me back. He criticized the fact that I'm making this up, that they're just friends, but I have a girlfriend. And I'm crazy, believed it. Some incredible strength pulled me to him. I knew I loved to do not apply, and sometimes even noticed a clear indifference to me, but when he took me for ruku- I was. as in a dream, as if privorozhennaya followed him.

All around you are saying, "Look, he did not respect you. Just use ". I think I was struggling with the world, telling people that they do not know my boy, he's the best. And it turned out I knew little about him. Later it turned out that really all these 3 years he was inseparable from her, and I was just a joy, fun. Now we do not even say hello. I think I can never forgive him.

Until now, the offense burns the soul. Some kind of detachment from the world. I do not want to love, trust, trust. And can I just not capable of it, because emptiness inside. There is nothing worse than betrayal. When you open the soul of a man you believe his every word, recklessly in love with him and want to make him the happiest in the world, and in response, he simply trample your soul, step over and go on without looking back and regret.

Author: Julia mad love story

First love - the strongest feeling in life

 First love
First love

Probably everyone has experienced in his life this feeling. He was not with unmistakable and double-tested. With this you can not fight the feeling, it is impossible to stop. Perhaps the first love is one of the most powerful experiences in my life.

First love is not only stirs the blood, but also pushes a person to such actions which, being in a good mind and sound memory, he would never willingly did not commit.

When we love, we strive to have all my heart with your love, keep it, to live it. We think that this is the man we need. We give him the dignity that he has not and probably never will be.

But, unfortunately, not always the first love, there is constructive, positive and beautiful to the extent that we would like.

My story, what further proof. I met my first love when I was 16, the perfect age.

He was older than me for three years, I can not say that he was handsome, but I think in order to fall in love with a person is not always appreciate his appearance.

We've been together almost around the clock, it has become very dear to me. I felt bad when he was, if he is sick, even at a distance.

I always knew exactly when he would call on the phone or at the door. Similarly, he felt me, and if I was bad, as soon as I mentally call him and soon he appeared.

We could not live without each other, we can kiss all night, so that his lips were blue in the morning.

It seemed to me that this man is my destiny.

I remember shaking hands and feet only from the fact that he was there.

How dizzy from the kiss.

It was in the best novels. I wrote about a hundred poems dedicated to him.

Only it lasted this happiness did not last long. We broke up…..

I cried night and day, it seemed to me that it makes no sense to live. I did not have enough air, I'm suffocating without it. That I did not do, which would not have been, I could see his silhouette, his voice is heard.

They say time heals all wounds? If he went away and did not appear in my life, I would in truth has become easier. But more than a week, he did not leave me alone.

He had only come around me man, he came back, knelt, wept, swore in love, begged to come back to him, and as soon as he knew that I was his, he again disappeared. This went on for five years, until I said to myself, STOP.

After 10 years, the feelings faded. Most recently, he found me on the Internet, says I - it's the best thing in his life. Every night I come in his dreams, and he will not rest until you have a meeting with me.

But time really heals, I look at it different eyes, it's a stranger.

And the past will not return. She sincerely love redheaded girl is in the past. She stands at the window, playing a song «Why» on the cheeks of her tears flow, and no matter how many years had passed, it will be there.

Last year, and because of the love story, life lessons, I learned to appreciate in others quite different quality, I much overestimated.

I met a man that I love, and I loved them. I'm so thankful for what it was, but more - for what is!

Do not be afraid to love. Love - it's a wonderful feeling that can not be compared with anything!

Do not feel sorry about. We live only once. And all of that is done, is done for the better!

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