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Love letters to a beloved but married man. Love letters from a mistress to a beloved married man, someone else's husband

Love letters to a beloved but married man. Lover's letters. Part 1. Euphoria.

I knew you were married. You were looking at me. A month after we met, you gave me perfume by March 8, and then invited me to a cafe to eat ice cream. We talked, laughed, the time flew by. A week later, you invited me to listen to music, watch a movie at a friend's apartment. I knew what that meant, but I agreed because I liked you. It didn't obligate us to anything. So we started dating.

You are an amazing person. Very strong-willed, stubborn, but kind. You are noble, yes, do not laugh, you are originally an honest and noble person. And I love it. I love your sense of humor, your jokes, your infectious laugh. I love your voice. I love you. Big and strong bear. My physician. And watchdog, kitten, bunny, donut. You are my warm gentle sun. And a huge sun for everyone who surrounds you. Everyone needs you. And I don't wonder why I need you so much. You're special. You are the most wonderful.

You are a young attractive successful man. Sometimes - very self-confident, and sometimes - a "fluctuating element". My advice: don't doubt yourself. Don't worry about what others think of you. Remember one thing: you are the coolest!

You combine intelligence and charm, adult and childish emotions, seriousness and humor. You are super! Do not forget about it. Being next to you is happiness. A small happiness is just to cross paths with you in life or work. To be in the company of such an interesting and unusual person. Great happiness is to be close to you, dear person. Because you can become the most gentle, attentive and desirable man in the world. If everything is serious. If you love and are loved.

And it's scary. You know why. Because we are all owners. And if you are the most beloved, close and dear person, then I don’t want to share you with anyone. And it becomes very, very painful from the realization that you yourself do not have such a value for your loved one. That you are not the only and not the main one for him. That affectionate words do not speak to you alone. That they caress, hug and kiss not only you. That you are an outsider who by chance, by some strange and evil irony of fate, met on your way. You can't do this. You can’t go for rapprochement in order to go crazy later.

Yes I love. But it still hurts a lot. I have you, but I don't have you. You are the most important person for me, but I hide it. I hide, as if there is something shameful in my feelings. But it's not. My feelings are light and kind. And it's hard for me to hide them. I don't want to talk about bad things. But these are two sides of the coin. I love you just the way you are. When you are cheerful and sad, when you get angry, swear or talk about something, when you whisper all sorts of tenderness in my ear. When you are working or relaxing. When I look at your native face. I love you always. I love you anyway and no matter what. It's hard and easy. And there is nowhere to go from this.

I adore you. I adore your actions. And I'm getting more and more attached to you. I was wondering what to give you? How to congratulate you? I want to surprise you. I want to please you. I want to love you. And I don’t know how to love insipidly, I want to love fervently, sparkling, with raisins. So I came up with such a strange idea - to record on tape everything that I think about this date. It's good that my voice goes behind the scenes. So you can't run off somewhere on business or interrupt me. Forced to just listen.

Since we have a holiday today, and quite by chance the initiative was in my hands, I will have fun and congratulate you.

An application has just been received: “Hello, beloved radio! I ask you to say hello to your beloved teddy bear from the girl, congratulate him on his small anniversary and put on a cheerful song. We are happy to comply with your request. Song performed by me.

My cat is sweet! I love you! I want you! I adore you! Let our feelings always remain the same fresh, strong, tender and careful. Let there be more time spent together. More attention, more words and more action.

Thank you for the joy, tenderness and happiness that you give me. My life sparkled with all colors when you appeared in it. You are the most precious thing I have. I kiss you like an adult and I want to get to you as soon as possible and fulfill all my secret desires with you together. Yes! And here's something else. My sun! For a snack, I inform you that I plan to invite you on a date and take you somewhere, say, to a pizzeria. I treat! Let's look like hungry students who ran away from class and gobble up pizza!

And you are left with a romantic dinner, the menu of which includes barbecue, red dessert wine and salad. And of course, I dream of celebrating our event with wild and fantastic sex! You can do it when you want. And I'll make sure you really want it. I love you, my dear kitten! Looking forward to seeing you and your comments on this post. Tsem-Tsem-Tsem!

Letters of love to a beloved, but married man, someone else's husband. Lover's letters. Part 2. Depression.

I feel bad. I'm depressed again. Some things stress me out. A long time ago. I cannot accept the fact that you have been with your family for 11 days now. With the very fact of its parallel existence. But it's natural. For you.

The fact that I dreamed about you a couple of times does not console me. As well as your rare SMS for the holiday. Funny? And it hurts me. Physically. Really. HURT.

Well, tell me, why should I, like an idiot, wait for your calls? Every small period of time to grab a mobile phone and check - did not call? Didn't write? That's how you become neurotic.

Why can't I call you, knowing you're sick? Although I'm very worried.

Why did you snatch two whole hours for me in these 11 days? Thank you, I could not "snatch". And, as always, you are very late home. This is after a full two hours with me!!! For 11 whole days! And you don't even know what kind of alibi to come up with. This is purely human insulting. So who is really pushing who? It looks like I'm you.

You, an adult man, after almost twenty years of marriage, are controlled constantly and harshly. They keep a hand on their neck. Is that what you call it? And you love it.

This situation suits you. If it wasn't, you would have changed it long ago.

That's right, everyone proceeds from their fundamental interests. So you like being under the thumb. From the series: “And if I show up to mami.” But it's very hard for me to play by your rules. And is it necessary? It's a roller coaster: from euphoria to another depression. I don't see my interests here.

I just feel like a dog on a leash. When necessary, he pulled the leash towards himself, had fun and again threw it aside until the next convenient moment. And these convenient moments happen a whole time or even twice a month! And as much as two, or even even three hours at all !! Is this really not enough? Looking for someone. For a man with two women, probably normal. But for me it's not enough. FEW!!! Understand?

And for these convenient moments there is a struggle. They are begged for, begged for and humiliated by this. And who is it? The male? Seeking attention from his beloved woman? Not! This is a woman. Stupid woman. Who forgets about herself when she truly loves.

But even this stupid woman has moments of insight when she can soberly assess what is happening and who has what balance of power. And then she feels very unhappy. And he doesn't really understand why.

Maybe I'm over complicating things. Or maybe you shouldn't have been taken seriously in the first place. Do you want such a relationship? Lungs? Comfortable? No stress. Without obligations. It's just that I can't do it. If I meet, then for real. With real feelings, experiences. I don't play. I don't want to serve to diversify someone's family life. For resuscitation of someone's dull, lost sharpness and freshness of feelings. I want to build my relationship. Between two loving people. I want to love and to be loved. Trite? But it's true.

I want freedom. I'm tired of hiding, hiding. Tired of sleeping without you. Tired of being on standby. Understand??? Tired of waiting for when you need me. I am a young interesting woman who deserves a full-fledged relationship. I don't want more opportune moments. I want a normal life. With a loved man.

There is a saying: “They leave not for someone, but from someone.” And if everything suits you in your life, you got into trouble once and for all your life, then why ruin the life of someone else? Why look for someone else on the side? Why break my heart? Third, he, as everyone knows, is always superfluous. How long will you torment me? I can't be on your leash for the rest of my life.

You know, yesterday I had a dream that I was having sex and experiencing the strongest, amazing orgasm. That was great. But when I woke up and remembered this, I burst into tears. Am I just dreaming? Don't I have my man? Who will simply hug me, kiss, caress, fool around, make love. Not according to the rules, with the aim of meeting two, maximum three hours. And by mutual will. As it should be for two loving people.

what do you think about it? Am I telling the truth? Or will we continue to play cat and mouse?

A love letter to a beloved married man, a love letter to someone else's husband. Lover's letters. Part 3. Timeout.

I didn't like your attitude. Laughter, clarifying questions (“What is care? Status? Playing hide and seek?”), comments like “running over”, the desire to “say nasty things”. You openly mocked what worries me, what does not suit me, what I want to change. It's humiliating. You yourself were not ready to discuss. The timeout I took to sort myself out, you didn't use to do the same. Your response "impromptu" was sex, not a discussion of the situation.

We could not communicate normally for the most banal reason - there was not enough time. You must come home on time and report for what reason and where you stayed (the phrase "That's how they kick you out of the house"). Are you the master of yourself and your time? This is very significant for our relations. You can't make time for me. We don't even have time for sex! And what a violent sex: 1-2 times a month!

Awesome! If our relationship is only about sex, then what kind of discussion can we talk about? We had sex, but we have no time to talk! Yes, we have no time to have sex. Those few times when there is time, everything happens in such a hurry to meet the 2-3 hours of your absence. If you think that giving me time twice a month for 2-3 hours is normal, then I will upset you: this does not suit me at all.

It's not a relationship, it's a parody of a relationship. I seem to have a boyfriend, but I see him a few times, and I meet him even less often. Phone calls are not enough for me. At the same time, you also report that your relatives cannot get through to you within an hour. So, I can't talk to you on the phone freely either.

So what is left for me? Waiting for you to come and want to have sex with me? So let's discuss this new round in our relationship. If they will now consist in single meetings for intimacy, then I am not sure of their necessity. And one more thing about telephone conversations: you can not call me for 4-5 days in a row, but if you are away, you call your wife every day. What an exemplary husband and careless lover!

Our relationship has no future. It suits you just fine. I see two possible options for your relationship with your wife.

The first option: for 20 years, family life has become boring for you and her, feelings have lost their freshness, novelty and moved into the category of relatives. You have a lot in common and you feel comfortable living together. Breaking up is too difficult, and not necessary. Both of you simply find partners with whom you meet and bring the lost novelty and sharpness into your life.

At the same time, you prefer to stay together and create the appearance of a family in which everything is in order in personal relationships. You are hypocritical and prefer to guess about each other's adventures than to know for sure. Isn't it easier to talk frankly and discuss the fact that your life together and the personal life of everyone are different things, and they have the right to exist. So you would untie your hands and feel free in your personal life.

I think both of you are just afraid to speak frankly. Since a sense of ownership and offended dignity can lead to a grandiose scandal and big showdowns in your property, real estate, business, etc. It’s easier for you to hide everything from each other and live in peace. But it limits your freedom, you both can't spend much time on the side. It doesn't bother you. On the contrary, both are quite satisfied with infrequent sex on the side.

Option 2: You love her. Still. Bravo! You obey her, listen to her, take care of her. You're afraid that someone might be dating her. Worried that someone else is having sex with her. You can’t even imagine how it can belong to someone else but you (even for a while). You understand that she is no longer a girl and not Cindy Crawford, so that she is in great demand among men, but you are still afraid of losing her. After all, she now has other attractive sides: money, a car, her own business. This is enough to attract gigolo boys. And you are afraid of it.

She is also afraid of losing such a reliable rear as you. Only she hides it. It also hides the fact that in fact she is nobody without you. Everything that she has appeared thanks to you and with your direct participation. But she prefers to behave in such a way that it is you who are afraid of losing her, jealous, and take care of her. What are you doing. At the same time, for your part, you consider it permissible to change it. But your relationship on the side is nothing compared to the feeling for her. This is a kind of recreation, entertainment, relaxation for you. You're just letting some other doll love you.

As long as she does not give you problems and does not require anything. It's easier to part with a person on the side who claims to be you. After all, people on the side come and after a while leave, but the wife always remains. Right? Therefore, you will never voluntarily part with her. Therefore, you do not want to change anything in your life. Everything suits you.

But not everything suits me. Apparently, this is just my problem. Or will you say again that I'm wrong? Maybe it's time to look for a new doll. I think this will be easy to do. But I am sure that no one will ever love your soul, body, your voice, laughter, all of you like I do. Although that doesn't seem to be the case anymore. Or maybe you do not need all this? Love-carrots, passions-faces? Good sex without requests and claims is enough for you? Sorry if I'm wrong.

Returning to the question “the secret becomes clear”, I remain of the opinion that you will unconditionally fulfill all her requirements, no matter what they turn out to be for me, and you will ask to return to the family. So I'm for you - just a good girl to spend time together, which, if necessary, you can simply eliminate from your life. Let's be honest with each other and admit it.

A letter to a man who is married to another is not about love, but about the emotional experiences of his mistress. Lover's letters. Part 4. Analysis.

Let's figure out what and why is happening between us. What each of us needs from a personal relationship. What do we want from life and what do we get.

1. What do I need?

* Beloved person. Not virtual, but real.

* Attention, care, presence, support.

* Joint pastime, rest.

* Free status. open relationship.

* Possibility of cohabitation.

2. What confuses me?

* Virtuality of relations.

* Polar location and long separations.

* Funny meeting frequency for adult loved ones.

* We spend little time together.

* Peekaboo. status problem. It's stressful.

* I deserve a man who would love only me.

* I'm tired of brightening up someone else's marriage.

* The hopelessness of relationships.

* The need to think about the future (family, child).

* Feeling that I am being used.

3. Overcoming obstacles. Way out of an impasse.

* Determining the possibility of further relationships.

* Do you want to be together?

* View of these relationships.

* Organization of time, its planning.

* Frequency of meetings, their status.

* What the parties can offer each other.

* Possible relationship development.

* I take you very seriously, I love you, I want to be with you always.

* You treat me well, we have good sex and mutual understanding.

* I need you.

* You don't really need me. Do you have a family.

These relationships were initially frivolous and without consequences, which you do not forget to remind me of if necessary. But, unfortunately, at this stage, what you offer me is not enough for me. One-time meetings are not relationships, this is naked sex with a proven partner. Do you want this in the future? We've been talking for five years now. And I can't imagine my personal life without you.

If we reduce everything to sex, then we will have to give each other complete freedom, not to be interested in each other's personal lives and emotional experiences, not to limit ourselves in anything. In general, just sometimes meet for good sex, and the rest of the time to be strangers. Have we come to this alignment after all the years? I really want to see or hear from you your reflections on all this, which you promised to prepare, and discuss everything to the end.

And the last. In addition to your status, there is another important issue that affects our relationship - this is work. So I think it's work that separates us the most. The paradox lies in the fact that it once united us. Your way of life consists only in solving work issues. You have one life priority. You live for work. The rest is not so important to you.

You do not even pay attention to your own health, which is already sending signals to stop, take a break. After all, you need to take care of yourself, and not just about the business. You overload yourself with all sorts of things that never end. But you need to redistribute them among others. If you do not rethink your life priorities, you will turn into a loner, a workaholic, and lose interest in life.

Perhaps someday in your old age you will understand that there was something no less important in your life, but you did not attach any importance to this and easily abandoned it. It will only be too late. I have no right to tell you or teach you, just sometimes I really want to remind you that life is not only work. And you still move away from me more and more. It hurts because I love you so much. But, as you say, "whatever God does, it's all for the best." I hope it is.

A sad love story from life: A love story for a beloved married man. Lover's letters. Part 5. Climax.

They say that if a husband has not gone to his mistress in a year (as an option - in two), then he will never leave. Because they don’t love a mistress, but they want to. And they love and go to their beloved woman. You said that I was loved. And he left for me. In nine (!) years. How it was.

Your relationship with your wife has come to an end. You stopped sleeping together, chatting and even talking. She hid the cooked food from you on the balcony. It pissed you off. You traveled more and more on business trips. Friends of the wife invited you to their family holidays. You stubbornly refused, referring to employment. You saw through these tricks, and did not want to put up with your wife.

Then she made another attempt: she took trips to Egypt for you, herself and your adult daughter. You went. I suggested that you reconcile with your wife and save your family. You didn't even want to hear about it. He said that she has her own personal life, and you even know who she is dating. Upon his return, he said that the communication was very strained, and it would be better if you did not go at all.

Everything was in order at work, so your mood was upbeat. And on one of these beautiful days, you finally voiced what I had been waiting for eight long years. You told me about your plans to move to the capital, buy an apartment on credit, make repairs there, and have a baby. You wanted a son. I was afraid to believe my luck. It was an incredible feeling! I thought it was the happiest day of my life.

We decided to go in for sports, review nutrition and bad habits in order to prepare for the upcoming event. Life finally filled with new meaning, sparkled with all the colors of the rainbow. And then came the crisis. Problems began at work, things went awry, there was not enough money. I tried to support you. But you became more and more immersed in current problems and move away from me. We began to meet less and less.

Relationships have become more like friendships. Your wife added fuel to the fire. She put her summer seaside photographs in the family photo album, in which she is captured in an embrace with her lover, a young laughter. You found the album in plain sight. You showed me these pictures, bitterly noting that any relationship ends. You stopped congratulating me on holidays, calling me with or without reason. When you saw me, your eyes no longer lit up with joy. For the first time in years, we felt uncomfortable together. We talked about the current situation and decided to wait out this difficult period with work problems and reduce our meetings to a minimum for several months.

And then the surprises began. I became a casual witness of how your young employee jumped into your car and you left together. I immediately called you, having come up with a reason, and at the end of the conversation asked me to say hello to her. At first you didn't understand anything. And then, after a couple of minutes, he called me back and said with a challenge that it didn’t mean anything. My God, how bad I was! After all, I believed you so much! And you've never given me a reason to doubt my feelings before. The condition was terrible. Do you remember, like a classic: “My dear, what have I done to you?” I hardly slept all night. The next day was the debriefing. And I learned that in addition to the rest of your virtues, you are also a wonderful actor.

You put on a great performance called "I'm seriously ill." Without saying a word about yesterday's incident, you very convincingly and emotionally told me that you are seriously ill, you have blood cancer and you have no more than a year to live. You moved me to pity, brought me to tears, you yourself cried and lamented that life was over. For this reason, you offered to leave now, so that later, when you get really sick, I would not be even more hurt. When I did go back to what happened the day before, you said that this girl was pestering you because of your high position and money. And assured that you had nothing to do with her. The second night I hardly slept because of this terrible news about your illness. When the emotions subsided, we talked again.

I believed that trouble should not separate, but bring people together. I didn't want to leave my family and friends in trouble. I wanted to stay by your side. Reminded you of our recent plans for the future. After all, it is a rarity when people fit each other like a key to a lock. When you can talk about everything in the world and adore each other for so many years. I didn't mean to mourn you ahead of time. I found a lot of information on the Internet about this disease and the possibilities of its treatment.

Each person, if something happens, climbs with all his might, is treated, does not give up. I thought you were just panicking. As the first reaction of a normal person to such a terrible diagnosis. And I wanted to see some papers about your illness to make sure it was true. Go with you to different doctors and get their opinion. After all, you need grounds to assert such things. Then it turned out that this was only a presumptive diagnosis and the results of the tests were not yet known.

And yet, we decided to fight together and be happy for as long as you will be measured. However, since then you have not remembered your alleged illness anymore. The results of the analyzes never took away, if they gave up at all. And I appreciated your acting skills and ability to skillfully translate arrows into another topic at delicate moments.

But, as it turned out, it was just a saying, and a fairy tale ahead. Episode two. Everything hidden becomes clear. A few days later you left on a business trip. Called me and we talked. Five minutes later, another call from you. I answer the phone, but you are silent. And then I hear you talking to someone. I understand that your cell phone, which you usually put in your shirt breast pocket, accidentally called the last dialed number (mine). And I begin to listen as you retell to someone who giggles disgustingly in response, the content of our conversation with you. Then you pay at the checkout for the goods, go to the car, remove it from the alarm, open the door, sit down and further - beeps.

You were with a woman. Although he left alone. For several minutes I sat dumbfounded. I didn't believe what I heard. Five minutes later you called back. I asked where are you. And you said that you had just left the supermarket. Then I asked who you were with. And you answered in such an honest, surprised and sincere voice: “I myself.” Of course, I could not resist and told you about the call from your mobile and the uselessness of proving that you were talking to yourself and laughing in a woman's voice. Then you abruptly ended the conversation.

You returned a week later. I didn't call all this time. I lived like hell. Realizing that this is the end. But I was wrong. When you got back, you didn't want to talk about what happened. But I insisted. You said you just went on a spree. I didn't condemn. I just said I won't put up with the fact that I'm not alone. Either we will be together without outside partners, or we will part. You said that if we live together, then there will be no one but me in your life. The next day, after thinking it over, I decided to try to live together. After all, you won't know until you try. I decided to give us a chance to be happy. After all, I've been striving for this for so long. And we moved to a rented apartment. It happened on March 14, the day of the ninth anniversary of the beginning of our relationship.

The last love message to the beloved married man. A love story for a married man. Lover's letters. Part 6. Denouement.

So, we began to live together in a rented apartment. We were very happy. Dream come true. That was great. There was no need to rush anywhere, we spent the nights together. In the morning you, early bird, woke me up with kisses. We both tried to make each other's life as pleasant and easy as possible. We went grocery shopping together, cooked food together. You cooked meat wonderfully, loved experimenting with salads. I also tried to pamper you with something tasty, I chose interesting recipes.

I enjoyed taking care of you. I gladly ironed shirts, chose men's cosmetics, made surprises. With love I did the massage that you love so much, with essential oils, massagers. We went to visit your friends, relaxed in the sauna, walked in the forest reserve by the lake, watched our favorite TV shows. I never imagined before that you can be so happy.

Life was filled with meaning, because the loved one was there. And together it is much more pleasant to enjoy life than separately. We celebrated our first month of life together in a French restaurant. Summed up the first results and were very pleased with each other. It was obvious that everyone tried very hard and did it with pleasure.

Well, then, little by little, you again began to move away from me. Work problems began to take more and more time. You returned home late, you were very tired, the topic of intimacy generally faded into the background. We didn't talk much, on weekends you worked on your own initiative. Began to leave on business trips, called rarely. When I asked why you didn't call, it caused an uproar.

I was popularly explained that, being on a business trip, there is no time to do this and it is extremely inconvenient. I did not begin to remind that earlier this was not a hindrance and we talked for a long time and with joy. I was bored, sad, gloomy. You were endlessly busy with work. Physical and moral dissatisfaction grew. You didn't want to see it. I offered to talk. I had to wait three days for a conversation, because every day you had no time. Three days later, we still talked on my initiative.

It was my long monologue for three hours. Calmly and frankly, I shared with you what hurt. I am a woman and I need attention, love, affection. I want to make love to you. I don't need an outside relationship because I love you. I do not want to be a household item, familiar furniture. Why pretend everything is fine when it's not? I want to get married, finally have a baby. I want simple female happiness. And I don't see anything seditious here, nothing shameful.

This is a normal human desire. These simple common truths have become a revelation for you. But I'm glad I opened your eyes to them. In the end, you said that I was right about everything. And he hurriedly left, he wanted to be alone for a couple of days and think. When you left, I said to myself: "That's it." And I felt a huge relief from the fact that we explained.

A couple of days passed, a whole week passed, and you were in no hurry to return to our conversation. Then I myself insisted on a conversation. In an even tone and without emotion, you told me that I should go my own way, and you will go yours. He said that you will solve work problems and refuse any personal relationships. And although I was preparing for this, I was still not ready. It was a low blow. Seeing my condition, you became emotional, hugged me and said that no one had ever loved you the way I did.

He even cried, which made me feel sorry for him. Although I had no doubts about your acting abilities for some time now. I offered to go to the apartment, and you agreed to this "farewell tour." We spent the night together, and in the morning you hurriedly left for work, looking at me with a long, sad look.

We started talking like good friends. Although I subconsciously waited for you to take a step forward, and we would be together again. But I forbade myself to provoke you. It's your decision to break up and I have to respect it. I can handle it, I'm strong.

Yes, I am a strong woman. Not everyone will be able to walk in mistresses for nine years. Yes, it didn't work out, but I don't regret anything. It was a wonderful feeling that inspired, helped to live. Thanks to this bright feeling, I opened up from the best side. We lived together for only three months. We met for a long and wonderful nine years ... We lived for each other, almost every summer we went to rest by the sea, reveled in each other and adored each other.

When we met, you were already married. I foresee the condemnation of others. But love does not choose. I loved you with all my heart and felt your love, care and support in return. This happiness is to love and be loved, needed, desired.

I ordered songs for you on the radio, dedicated poems to you, took you to theaters, to the zoo, to the circus, arranged surprises, gave original gifts, wrote playful SMS, congratulated you on all the holidays, recorded an audio cassette with all sorts of tenderness and sang a song in your honor . We called each other cute nicknames that made our hearts warm. We were with you of the same blood and understood each other perfectly. This was worth living for.

I remember how I refused to accept the gold bracelet that you bought me for the new year as a gift, because I did not want you to buy me. You threw the bracelet out the car window at full speed and drove on, refusing to stop. The New Year was hopelessly ruined. After that incident, I no longer refused to accept your gifts. I remember this with a smile and sadness. Thank you for everything. For the happiness that I had. For a love story. For tenderness. For the fact that you are in the world. For the fact that you were in my life, in my destiny.

Have you decided to cut off contact with a married boyfriend, but do not know how to do it? Then you have come to the right place. We will tell you whether it is possible to part painlessly, how to reduce the suffering of a loved one, if he is still ablaze with feelings and is not ready to chop off his shoulder? And also - how to correctly say that everything is over between you. Or is it better not to say, but to write a farewell letter?

First, let's talk about the reasons why it would be worth breaking up with a married boyfriend. So:

• You are wasting valuable time. When a girl is under 25, an affair with an unfree man is still subject to explanation, but if she is already over 30, then not really. At this age, you need to work on creating a family. Well, or at least think about it. It is much more difficult for women over 30 to find a suitable companion. All male peers are usually already employed or divorced and have children from their first marriage. It's worth hurrying up. And to begin with, free yourself from unnecessary bonds.

• Karma can overtake you. Jokes aside, but have you noticed that all your actions come back like a boomerang? And if you haven’t noticed, then you probably know that breaking up someone else’s family is not entirely good. In addition, taking away someone else's betrothed is humiliating and can be costly. After all, there are no guarantees that they will not do the same to you.
• Lack of support and support. For the weak half of the couple, this is very important. But a married lover is not up to it. After all, he has a family and a lot of his own troubles, and he comes to his girlfriend for physical intimacy.
• Reputation. If relatives or someone you know finds out about the affair, they may look at you differently. Some will sympathize - the poor woman is completely desperate and rushed into the arms of someone else's husband, and some will consider you frivolous - she turns the connection with just anyone. Both of these are unpleasant.
• Psyche. A long relationship with someone else's husband did not benefit anyone. First, it is easy to slip into addiction. The girl will have neither the strength nor the desire to break the vicious circle. Perhaps one day she will meet a worthy man, but she will pass by, because no one has been interested in her, except for her beloved, for a long time. Secondly, on the basis of experiences, a beautiful lady's self-esteem will decrease. In addition to feelings of guilt, there will be a feeling of uselessness and inability to decide something on your own. And stress takes a toll on your health. Especially on women's.
• Statistics. You probably know that 75% of husbands stay in the family, and another 15% leave, but after a while they return to their wives. It is a mistake to think that your case is unique. Prepare for the worst, otherwise it will be very painful. From the mistress expect comforts and nothing more. Therefore, do not delay, remember what an illegal relationship will turn out for you.

Why are you still not writing your farewell letter?

Now let's figure out what prevents a girl from interrupting a love affair?

The main reason is the fear of being alone. But this is a profound delusion. When one door closes, another opens. The only problem is that sometimes you don’t want to close the old one. Don't be afraid to feel useless. There are men in the world who will appreciate you. Perhaps he is near, but you do not see.

The decision and fear of change will slow down. There is an opinion that it is better bad, but stable. Doesn't it scare you that there is nothing more permanent than temporary? If the decision is postponed, the relationship can drag on for a dozen or more years. And you will wake up when you turn 40. And you will wake up from tears for the departed lover - after all, he will certainly find a younger one. Think that the relationship is doomed in advance. And after the break it will be better. After all, staying with a married man, you suffer all the time, and parting, you suffer only a few weeks.

It happens that pride forbids to talk about separation. The girl is afraid of the act, it seems to her that she will lose the war she is waging with the boyfriend's wife. But the trouble is that there was no war - the faithful did not even think about leaving, and the wife did not know at all.

The problem of a mistress is that she compares herself with her rival, it seems to her that she is more worthy and good. You don't have to be selfish. Remember that you are unique and you will definitely find yourself a worthy guy.

And, of course, hope for a joint future will become an obstacle. Motto: Waiting and hoping is a bad helper here. In addition, even statistics announced that if the satellite did not leave the family in the first year of meetings, it is useless to wait. Get rid of illusions, finally tell your lover that it's all over. If he really wanted to, he would have found a way to move in with you a long time ago.

Why write?

If the lady still decided to send a letter from her mistress to a married man, then there are few ways to leave:

• Talk.
• Write a letter explaining.
• Leave in English.

The best way is, of course, the first one. When making an appointment, be sure to let them know that the conversation will be serious. Prepare your loved one - the information will be easier to perceive.

But sometimes it is very difficult to talk about parting, looking into the eyes. If feelings still remain (and usually they do), excitement may interfere with you. Thoughts will be confused, and speech will become confused. Because of this, a person is not able to correctly state what he thinks and can make mistakes.

There is also another obstacle - when you see the chosen one, feelings will flood with renewed vigor, you can change your mind. Or to give a slack - to spend time with him supposedly for the last time. The key word here is "supposedly".

What if the partner falls to his knees, begs, promises to marry and so on? Of course, this will be an incentive to continue communication.

And the last possible obstacle - having told your lover about the meeting, you will stumble upon soulless silence. He will guess and will not come, avoiding humiliating speeches.

So, the best option to say about parting will be a message.

This method is also good because the girl will be emotionally easier. You don’t have to watch how the news takes your partner by surprise, feel guilty, try to somehow brighten up the corners. Despite the fact that the man is guilty in this situation (after all, he has two passions, and he cannot make a choice), the beautiful lady feels guilty. Perhaps because women with low self-esteem find themselves in love triangles.

Then - if for some reason you are angry with your companion, it is better not to enter into a conversation. You will always re-read a letter with explanations, tear it up and throw it away. But the word is not a sparrow ... In a fit of passion, you can say anything. You will feel better, and your partner will have a scar on his heart. Well, maybe not so tragic, but you still have to regret what was said.

How to write a letter to your loved one?

Writing a letter by hand, from our point of view, is the last century. But some believe that a text written by one's own hand is more touching. If this option suits you, please. But just keep in mind that:

• A man is unlikely to appreciate the efforts. Often they do not care how it is written, the main thing is the content.
• You will have to deliver the letter personally, and we have already written about the dangers of the last meeting with the former. And yes, transfer through third parties is a very risky business.
• If the partner does not destroy the evidence immediately, the message in the envelope is easier to detect than the message in the e-mail. Think.

The text should not be too long. Put yourself in the place of the reader. Do you feel like flipping through four pages of a farewell message? Half a page is enough.

To begin with, be sure to note that the period spent with your lover was wonderful. Express gratitude for all the good things he has done for you. Then add text apologizing for not being able to talk about the breakup in person, and also for the fact that you may have been wrong somewhere. Be sure to express regret and say that the breakup is inevitable. Communicate your decision and gently ask the companion not to bother you anymore - do not seek meetings, do not try to contact via phone, Internet, etc. Explain that it has become difficult for you in such a relationship, because not only you are suffering, but also the other woman - the spouse. Write that you no longer want to lie and force anyone to do it.

You can state directly that you want a serious relationship, a guy who you don’t have to share with anyone and a full-fledged family with a child. Hint that this decision is not negotiable, because it is quite conscious.

But, when opening, do not overdo it with feelings. Otherwise, the partner will take your farewell for a game, or worse, they won’t take it seriously. You should also not set the task - to write about feelings in your own words so that he will cry. Leave that to the heroines of the television series.

Beware that the lover, after reading the message, does not ignite new feelings for you.

Also remember that “crying over a broken vase” is pointless, so do not state the details of your experiences, do not try to analyze and “suck” the situation.

In conclusion, wish him happiness in family life. But do it in such a way that the text does not look like a mockery or a joke. If it doesn’t work out, say goodbye without such wishes. The main thing in this business is openness and honesty. And also - an iron mindset to end the torment. Stock up on patience. Suffering will pass, and you will begin a new life stage. Good luck!

Everyone wants to invent a perpetual motion machine, not realizing that it has already been invented by love ... When she leaves, everything slows down. And the hearts of former lovers begin to beat out of time. I don't want them to stop completely, so goodbye...

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When the wind of change blows, there is no need to be afraid, it is necessary to put up not walls, but sails. You do not want to help me with this, but I choose freedom! Goodbye…

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The dots are the tiptoe marks of bygone words. Once they were. And delighted with warmth and tenderness. But if you and I have nothing to talk about right now, why pretend that everything is in order? Better goodbye...

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Love is sometimes called a mirror. True relationships are like a mirror surface in which lovers look at each other's faces and recognize God. Our mirror has become clouded, and it takes courage to admit it. So goodbye...

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When the game ends, the king and pawn fall into the same box. But I no longer want to be either one or the other. Let this chess go to someone else. Goodbye…

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No one can lose anyone, because no one belongs to anyone. It is worth remembering this - and any parting will be perceived as a way forward, not a loss. Therefore, farewell...

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The first snow not only pleases with its whiteness. It still has clear marks. Yours and mine. But they go in different directions. Understand? Goodbye…

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Do you remember how we loved to meet under your favorite birch on the banks of a ringing stream? Someone sawed it down, and the water in the stream dried up. It will no longer quench your thirst - neither yours nor mine. Goodbye…

Get rid of the desire to smoke with...

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When a meeting becomes inevitable, the forces of the whole world cannot interfere with it. When a breakup becomes inevitable, no one can stop it. Come on, let's not try. Goodbye…

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When the fruit ripens, it easily falls into the hands of the caretaker. Overripe falls and rots. We are late with our harvest. Why do we need a rotten carrion? Goodbye…

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The morning sunrise is so similar to the evening sunset ... You can admire and rejoice at the same time. But if you confuse them, you can get lost and die. Is it worth the risk? Each of us will still have a real dawn, but each will have his own. Goodbye…

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A flaming campfire gives a lot of heat. But ours has long gone out, and near it you can only freeze. Why look at useless, cooled coals? Goodbye…

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Wanting to fly, you and I never grew wings behind our backs. We cannot rise up and spin like a pair of swans devoted to each other. The plane looks like a bird, but we bought tickets for different flights. Goodbye…

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Once we read the same books with you, watched the same films, dreamed of the same things. Now the dreams are over, and the last was the desire for loneliness. So goodbye...

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If the sewing machine runs out of thread, it is impossible to sew a cut and started dress. If a light does not burn in the heart, and the eyes have ceased to shine, it will not be possible to live in deceit. Goodbye…

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Once upon a time, all our meetings were strewn with roses. But now, instead of bright cheerful buds, there are only sharp thorns left. I don't want to admire them! Goodbye…

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When music sounds to the beat of loving hearts, any dance turns out to be harmonious and provocative! But today we danced, now and then stepping on each other's feet and moving in different directions. Why make others laugh? Our tango is over. Goodbye…

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The river, blocked by a dam, turns into a whole sea, nourishing the dry fields with moisture. But the dam broke, and nothing will return our withered hearts to their former life. Goodbye…

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Any timer counts down the time for which it was set. He also counted our total time. You don't need to start it up again. Goodbye…

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You can cut off all the daisies in the area, trying to find one that will confirm: "Loves!", Or you can pick a single bell that will ring: "It's all gone." And it doesn't make sense to start over. Goodbye…

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If at least one flowering branch remained in the soul, a songbird would surely sit on it. But not spring, but deep autumn. And I don’t want to sing next to you for a long time. Goodbye…

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Yes, we drew our own rainbow together. And they didn't save paint. Here they ended. There is nothing more to draw. And there is no need. Goodbye…

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Once upon a time, you and I made a mistake, going towards each other. There is no need to make an axiom out of a mistake, continuing to go on about the wrong choice. Goodbye…

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They say that people feel good together when they like not only to talk, but also to be understandingly silent. But today the silence has become oppressive. And it's not worth saying anything, because it still won't change the silence for the better. Just goodbye...

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There are problems that are difficult to solve, and others that are easy to explain. But sometimes you just need to silently get up and leave - and this will solve all the problems. So without further ado, just say goodbye...

“Hello, Vitalik! I'm writing to you…. I do not know why and why I am writing. I know one thing: my heart needs it. Please read my letter to the very end.

In less than a month, I'm getting married. I won't lie…. I remember you. True, not as often as before. Pre-wedding preparations take all the strength, take all the time. This is good! You understand me…. After all, you have been married and happy for a long time ....

You have such a beautiful daughter! She is a copy of you. She is so similar to you that I am even surprised at this similarity .... I saved the photo to my desktop. I look at her when I think of you.

I am writing to you now also because you will not receive any more news from me. I understand how much this is all superfluous, but at the moment I do not control myself.

I loved you very much. I suffered when we broke up. The hand reached for the mobile phone to dial your number (I remember it by heart).

Recently I was at the station, on the square of which we walked for the last time. Nostalgia “covered” me so much that I cried for three handkerchiefs. I'm not exaggerating! There were many tears. Do you know what is symbolic? The fact that I met the very gypsy who wanted to tell me fortune .... When we parted. Why would it all?!

I want to say thank you very much. Now I repeat myself, because you once also told me thank you for everything. We even tried to remain friends. But either you or I decided it was impossible.

I visit your page on social networks VKontakte. I do not leave any "traces" so that my wife does not get jealous. Yours is very beautiful. I sent one of my friends her photo (of your Faith). She honestly admitted to me that I'm not as pretty as she is. It touched me, I do not deny it, but I am grateful for the truthful words.
I’ll say stupidity (I’ll write): I wanted to make friends with her. And not just to be closer to you. I was very interested in what kind of person she is and how she won you over. Created another page to do this. But she changed her mind. You don't have to start all over. I want to play in your life only the role of the past, not the present! Why am I now writing such "sharpness"? Because I'm resentful right now.

Since this letter is my last…. Let me tell you something I can't forget. Once upon a time (a very, very long time ago, when we just - just ran away) I created a page in My World. Put the "image" of a lovely girl. You then added me. We started talking. And you told this lady that you did not give me any ring, that you did not promise to marry me .... In general, you turned out to be such a “scoundrel”! But even that didn't stop me. I continued to communicate with you on someone else's behalf. Only for the sake of communication with you!

I wrote messages on your mobile phone from myself. Begged for a meeting, humiliated .... I broke down and went to you. Warned about it. But no one met me .... From pain and resentment, I wanted to throw myself under the wheels of the train. However, I didn't. For the sake of the little man who is now next to me.

Vitalik, I kept your ring. But I don’t wear it so that Kostya (my beloved fiancé) does not experience discomfort when looking at the “gift of the past”. There is also another ring. It was given to me by a guy who helped me forget you. It is stored there. Next to yours. I will never throw it away or give it away, I promise. This decoration is very dear to me, like a memory.

My mother listens to Stas Mikhailov. I'm sure she associates with you. After all, you "hooked" my mommy on this artist. Do you remember how you gave her a CD? And I remember…. You dedicated one song (in his own performance) to me. I saved the “Mikhailovsky Creation” on an electronic box. And the password from the box is forgotten and lost for a long time. Thank God! Otherwise, I would have re-read your letter, which was attached to the "dedication".

Here you go…. I broke down again! I can’t help but say that I still haven’t forgotten you as a man. And I love you most likely. Only "different" love! I have another, and you have another. Let's not destroy and lose what we have.

What will I do if I see you all of a sudden? And I saw you! Went to visit my best friend. Went with my ex-boyfriend.... And I noticed you crossing the road. Words cannot express how much I wanted to approach you, to talk to you! You were with her... For this reason, I did not approach you and will not approach you.

Here is what is written in my diary: “I miss you, I miss you, I miss you…. I feel very, very bad without you. I want and dream that you come back! Why are you so far away now? With whom you are? Where are you? I would like to look at you with one eye ..... I would probably pounce on you if I saw you! I would forget all the men and all the people on earth….

I don't just love you! I'm crazy about you. You are smart, and beautiful, and funny. You have everything that I need for a happy life. But fate separated us. And I didn't argue with her. Let everything be as it is now! You shouldn't change anything. Any change (in our case) can lead to many troubles.

You offered me to be the godmother of your little daughter. I refused. You can not refuse, but I refused! Forgive me! My heart can't take another meeting with you! The love was too strong.... Forgive me for her!

Life is the most interesting thing of all other things on earth! It so happened that my mother's "first love" is called the same as you. And he lives in the same city. Funny, right? If mom didn't get on with it... Then I should not have anything to do with you either .... I admitted it, but I didn't want to believe it. I had to, when everything happened the way it happened.

I want to (take this opportunity) thank you for what you said to my daddy: “you have the most wonderful daughter in the world!”. You said that on the train, remember? When I thought that our entire future together was finally broken. We walked then, talked, and you regretted that you wanted to let me go. Did not work out. It didn't work out.... It seems to me that this is how it is sung in an old song that has a very deep meaning ....

I'm sorry if I bored you with my "notes". I won't bother you anymore, my beloved man .... Darling! In the distant but never forgotten past…. Goodbye!".

Now you know how to write a farewell letter to your ex-lover.

Write now!

If the spark of the relationship has not completely melted yet.

Continuation. . .

Parting always brings with it the pain of loss for one and a sense of freedom for the other. The girl should definitely think about what words to say goodbye so as not to hurt the person whom she considered close. Accusations and insults in this case are not appropriate. No need to justify or apologize. A breakup is just the end of a relationship, not the end of a life. In such a situation, it is best to tell the truth, because deception can make it even more painful. Love connects two completely different people, however, for some reason, their union is impossible. It happens sometimes, these are the words to say goodbye.

I don't hold a grudge against you at all.
I will let you go with peace of mind
As they say, it's not destiny,
Let's forget all the insults forever.
I loved you, I do not hide
You won't even notice how I suffer
As they say, time must heal
And the shots of life will change, like in a movie.

What a pity that we broke up with you,
I'll tell you, my love, goodbye,
Nothing can be done - life is life,
And even predictions will not help here.
You won't throw anything out of your memory
And yes, my heart beats,
I wish you all the best
Let the new love hurry to you.

It didn't work out, it just happened
Cherry does not bloom in the garden in spring,
The sun gives less heat
Because our love has withered, gone.
I want you to be happy, my love
So that your dream finally comes true
To give you tender feelings,
Too bad it won't be me.

Sad moments of parting
But not for a while, but forever,
To you, my love, I will say goodbye,
Apparently it was fate.
There is already emptiness in the soul, and a little sadness in the eyes,
In memories, something warm, let it live for now,
I know we'll be happy, but already on different shores,
I wish you good luck in your personal life and business.

All good memories remain
I am very sorry that we broke up with you,
There is no point in looking for the guilty now,
The laws of life are to find and lose.
On you, my love, I do not hold a grudge,
I value our past,
I wish you good luck goodbye
And all the best and happiness in addition.

We got to be apart from you,
What a pity that I'm leaving for a long time,
But what to do, life is such a thing,
As soon as we parted, I already miss you.
Even if it's hard, we'll see each other again
Already now I represent our meeting,
In separation, love will only become stronger,
You will be faithful to me, I know for sure.

You left me, the doors closed quietly,
There is longing in the soul, a stone lies on the heart,
That you will return again, I hope and believe
Life has played such a cruel joke on us.
How I will miss your hugs
How will your support be missed,
But I believe the day will come and I'm in a beautiful dress
For you, as a soul, I will open the front doors.

Soon my prince will gallop away on a horse,
I remember all our meetings with him,
The fire of love, my boy kindled in me,
It burns brightly, only now I suffer.
Look back, I love you so much
One look from you will give me peace
I want you to keep my image in memory, loving,
I want to always be by my side.

I felt so good with you in this world,
My good boy, my dear boy,
You have become, my love, a happy amulet to me,
What a pity you can't be with me.
That we part, I regret so bitterly
When you were next to me, I seemed to be sleeping,
Make up your mind and come back to me soon
Only one you always waited.

I'll keep your photo as a keepsake
I will secretly look into your eyes at night,
I can’t imagine what I’ll do after parting,
After all, it will be very difficult for me to survive the breakup.
Having told me everything, you walked away beautifully,
And the world froze, the blood froze in the veins,
I will not cry, I will gather all my strength,
I believe that I will meet a new love.

My beloved boy, I say goodbye to you,
And now my sad days will come,
That's just the memory hard returns
All our meetings and hugs are yours.
What a pity that we part stupidly,
Come back, my soul is screaming
I believe that the light will come again
And nothing can separate us anymore.

Again I found a color photo in my desk,
Where we laugh, where we are still together,
Fate once so accidentally brought us together,
Now we will go different ways with you.
What a pity that after the meeting parting,
That the bright light is replaced by bad weather,
I don't know how long I will live in memory
With all my heart I wish you happiness.

There will no longer be frequent meetings, dates,
At this thought, I can not hold back the tears,
What a pity, it's time to part,
I'll just take a photo for myself.
It's hard for me to say goodbye, my dear, good,
Your image will soon melt in my window,
Our park will be flooded with rain and covered with snow,
But I know you will remember me.

Rain finely cuts on the glass,
And in the ears ringing "I'm leaving!"
I don't hold a grudge against you
It can be seen that you were not my destiny.
Unpleasant parting moment
But there are expectations ahead of us,
May you and me be lucky
And true love will come to us.

Today joy has replaced sadness,
And nothing can be changed
Let the parting be painless
Trust me, I don't hate you.
Let's close our history page
May it be kept in memories
I wish you a new love
So that you find happiness again.

You're just not the right one, not the right one
I won't be your wife
You, too, will not become a narrowed husband,
No one will shout anymore - wait!
We don't need to decide anything together.
Now decide everything in life
I don't know if it's a loss or a reward
But I tell you - goodbye!

Farewell, and it doesn't hurt me anymore
It's hard to breathe without you.
Now I can decide for myself
Where to ride a free horse.
Farewell, look for another
Perhaps my copy.
And I sing for joy
And even, in general, I'm not jealous.

I give you a ring, wear it and remember
How did you first give roses,
How did you fulfill my wish?
How did you invite me to dance?
And now, let's not dance anymore,
There is no music, and the conductor died ...
And I'm still jealous of you
And I wait, albeit in vain, until now ...

Turned the page of our life
Let's start tomorrow from a new leaf,
We had to part with you
And this is not my fault.
I forgave you so much
All hoping for a bright love,
Apparently I'm just tired
I release you from my love shackles.

I don't hold a grudge against you
I calmly let go of myself,
At a meeting, the heart does not tremblingly beat,
Good luck, I wish you goodbye.
Everything melted like mist
Our relationship is a lie
Don't waste time
And just, silently, leave.

Apparently it didn’t work out, it’s not destiny,
How often do they talk about it
I gave my love to you
And I didn't see any reciprocity.
Let's break up, it's better that way
Let's not hurt each other anymore
I wish you only good luck
All the best in addition.

Love has long since faded
Like snow in early spring
Do not glue feelings again
Do not heal spiritual wounds.
I don't hate you at all.
When parting, I try to be calm,
I will live with memories
After all, the past cannot be thrown away, and not forgotten.

Our love broke into small pieces
And glue everything, it's no use
Can't stand the test,
It's time for parting.
I don't resent you, my love
I wish you to be happy with another
I'm sad now, of course.
But my heart is empty for a long time.

You're leaving, I'm not sad
I'll let you go without resentment
You will never be forced to be cute
We are not on the way, it means not destiny.
About the past, I do not regret at all,
I'll get over the separation
Learn to live without you
I will erase you from my heart forever.

Don't be offended, it just happened
That we are not meant to be with you
I deleted you from my heart a long time ago
Everything that was between us is already gone.
Let's part without resentment
And keep the memories of the past
After all, something of the past still breathes a little,
Come on, let's carry it out without offense.

Burned the last bridges
You are leaving me
I don't hold a grudge against you
Just forget and forgive.
In the past you are still loved
I wish you to be happy
I want to meet true love
Just make sure your feelings don't fade again.

Well, that's all ... There is no reason for sadness,
You knew that this would happen ... After all, sometimes,
You even confused my age and name ...
You were always indifferent...
And so I'm leaving ... Farewell, if you can ...
Tired of thinking, believing for two...
Now I prefer loneliness
Than the cold of your hottest lips...
Don't apologize, don't be hypocritical...
Do not lie and anxiously ask ...
I can't trust you anymore...
I can't forgive you anymore!

I am no longer yours. How strange
Don't see you sleepy
Do not see two brushes in a glass,
Do not laugh to tears, loving ...
And you, successful and cold,
You will leave, insensible, into the fog,
Like a wolf, misunderstood, hungry,
In a strange, unseen novel.

You've already exhausted your last chance!
I have forgiven you too many times...
There is no more in the life of us
I'm leaving just like I promised...
And let me wake up in the morning not with you!
May I never touch you again...
But I'll be on my own
And I don't want to come back to you...
Goodbye, all the words have been said for a long time ...
I won't change my mind...
I'm sure it's right this time...
I finally forgive you everything ...

It must be fun when you leave
When you destroy everything, but you yourself do not suffer,
Maybe not just not your dreams,
That is why you destroy so greedily!
Although I don't know, it's up to you
I'm no longer your adviser, for sure!
I whisper goodbye with tears
What a pity that everything turned out to be fragile!