Closer to my teenage years, it was no longer like a fairy tale, but like a soap opera. The drama began, but I was still in the little utopian world created for us. We stopped communicating at first for a week, then we constantly quarreled. Each parting lasted longer and longer than the previous one. But he still returned, and I continued to believe in our common future.

There were other similar relationships ... They gave me hope that I could make our life a fairy tale, they gave me a reason to return to someone. The experience of my first stormy love taught me to see a prince in every guy. If there was good in him, then it is in everyone.
Society teaches us never to forget our first love, to always leave a place for it in our hearts. We've been doing this for too long.

I can't say what changed in him, I can't say what made me give up. Maybe our stubbornness finally correctly convinced us that no one would be the first to make concessions. And such a terrible breakup made me believe in the inevitable end of any relationship. Already on the second date, I immediately thought: “How long will this last? How are we enough? " It all ends. I knew this, starting every subsequent novel.

It wasn't until my 24th birthday that I vowed that I would not try again. And then my great love came into my life. With all my picky sarcasm, my wounded heart, my broken dreams and constant belittling of my feelings, she captivated me.

He was such a gentleman, though weren't they all at first? I constantly remembered my first love, every guy who betrayed me, and immediately returned from heaven to earth.

After 4 months, my heart was still whole. I began to call him my boyfriend, began to leave my things at his house, making excuses that his apartment is closer to my work.
And then we got married ... we had a daughter!
It was a long, but happy almost 10 years of marriage ... but it so happens that trouble and even tragedy comes to the door! I lost my second love !!! He died...

First love is innocent. You go blindly, without understanding and without relationship principles.
The second love is real. You have already grown out of past pain, you have your skeletons in the closet. You have to get to know a person, open up to him, find someone who will accept you as you are. Appreciate yourself and your soul mate, appreciate the way you make each other.

I believe that I can be happy again!
I believe in you, my third and last love!