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

The story of the extraordinary sense of love Double Love

 The story of the extraordinary sense of love Double Love

You never know when it's this extraordinary feeling of love. To some it comes as a child, to some in his youth. And in every age, people give a different definition of love. I want to tell the story of his "double" of love.

It happened on the eve of my 18th birthday. In just a few months before the big day, I met a young man, he was 23 years old. Dark eyes in focus seems to read my thoughts, I was shaking from his sight, but I liked it so I'm constantly looking for his eyes.

I enjoyed it all from the behavior to clothes. My girl's heart was broken to pieces. At that moment it seemed to me that we will never be together.

So on the eve of my birthday suddenly the phone rang. I knew his number so accurately determined that it was him.

-Hi!

-Hi!

-I Hardly found your phone number!

-For what? - A little arrogant I asked.

-Let's meet? We need to talk!

-Do Not see the point! - I continued to fill his worth I though long after she heard his voice trembled with delight.

-I'll Pick you up tomorrow at school !!!

-OK, as you want!

A moment later I was standing on the threshold of uzhu from his girlfriend and enthusiastically talked about what was happening.

He met me after school with colors, I was in seventh heaven. Thus began our romance. We met somewhere walking, within two months, he even kissed me, just gently holding the handle.

I could not believe it was him. After everything he knew about loving.

Two months later, our love affair went on stage kisses and hugs. I melted away around him. But the final step, go to the vicinity, yet could not. I do not know why, even after many years, I do not find an answer.

At that moment I had a love for sympathy, passion, a sense of flight.

This lasted for nine months, all our relationships hiding, due to the fact that my father was against it. But then I did not care. I was in love.

And once I have become tokens of his best friend. I was in seventh heaven, two handsome guy taking care of me, of course I was thinking only of himself, not realizing that Rush friendship tested over the years.

So I began to meet with the two of them. It seemed to me I love them equally. For three months, I could not choose. Until they put the question squarely. And I made a decision. I chose the second.

They were opposite each other. But I love them madly. We broke up quietly, explaining all I have left. Although long afterwards crying easy.

Five months later, I got married. He paid no attention to me, he never looked at me, he just imagined that I do not. From this it was very painful.

Since that time has passed 7 years. I'm happily married, I have a daughter. Still, sometimes I think of it.

Now I understand that love is a combination of different emotions: sympathy, passion, trust, mutual understanding, and many others. Love is like a suitcase with everything and for all occasions.





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