For those who follow my blog today I will tell you as my story is going to realize why all my notes (to go deeper into the subject, I'm listening to the theme martyring reminds me of the)
5 years ago I met him, we were the perfect couple, that they all could envy. We were happy, we loved dearly, was us and nobody else. My life was for him, and his life was me. It's that simple. For a year and a half, we gave life, we love with passion, we spoil without fear. But not everything could be so perfect, and I get a fight (which was not quite remember) we fight, we fight and we parted. We cried, we were and we did nothing to mourn. Despite much love, we drifted apart. Time passed and said no more, except for a few greetings when we passed and we were connected.
He did his life, I have mine. In my life there was another, and in that of another. But he always lied and when they were not told we had a little conversation, but we never saw her again.
do not know whether to thank or putearlo destination, but we did meet again. At that time I was alone again, but still with that other. It was inevitable, we talked more and more often, we were in hiding, we turned to love. I told him we could not go on, hiding, speaking with his girlfriend, to clarify things and promised me crying and told me to do "our lives will end up together." Spent a year and everything went well. I said it was hard to leave a relationship so many years, I believed (that stupid).
me away, I asked to please not do it, but I'm not staying another option. Today he is in total silliness, poor girlfriend is the most horny of people. You know what I said? he knows that can not fuck with me, which to me are things seriously and that is why we can not now be, but he knows that our life ends together
And today he is still with her, and me trying to forget it again. When I get off, when they are not talking weeks, he appears saying you need to know as I am. And I do not tolerate more. I need to completely erase my life again.
"First love, never forget"
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