're quiet, and soul scarred but quiet. You've got a new hair cut and color, and even you dream about finding a good man. The phone rings and you answer and end of the phone you hear a distinctive voice: "Hello, how are you?" (I always wondered what was supposed to be an answer): "You can not imagine how much I cried for you" or "Bad, very bad" or perhaps "Why you calling me now? ". But it boils down to say," Well, how about you? "
After that moment the heart starts beating no louder and freezing cold body.
" I can see you? "he says." Sure, "answered like idiots, but the sixth sense we yell" Danger! ".
Then all we had already passed away is cast, and boasting of maturity, we are convinced that this time will be different . then we are really the epitome of idiocy. Reasoning, no ... Why?
bigamist Man is by nature, false pleasure. I'm not saying that everyone is well, but I assure you that the percentage is quite high. But are they guilty? NO! The fault is all ours, not that we are unable to play along. When you allow you to use, you will always be that ... one thing, a lot more than ...
Any reunion, you know, is more fiery and stronger than the first time. The danger is that the same way you give your heart again. Love is serious business, goes beyond the bed (unfortunately, in many cases, the first bed) Do not get me wrong, a good bed is not only beautiful, but healthy, but should never be more important. That second chance should be given carefully. Nobody changes overnight, unless there is a genuine effort.
With this in mind, assess whether the risks are worth taking. I recognize that, when you want or something you love so much, it's hard to say no. But then if nothing works after a second time, the pain is much deeper.
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