Real life love stories. My romantic love story
Deep night. Somewhere a quiet breeze runs through, dispersing the last dust on the damp pavement. A little night rain added freshness to this stuffy, tortured world. Added freshness to the hearts of lovers. They stood embracing in the light of a street lamp. She is so feminine and tender, who said that at the age of 16 a girl cannot be feminine enough?! Here age does not matter at all, only the one who is nearby, the closest, dearest and warmest person on earth, is important. And he, most of all, is glad that she is finally in his arms. Indeed, they really say that hugs, like nothing else, convey all the love of a person, no kisses, only a gentle touch of his hands. Each of them in this minute, the minute of hugs, experiences unearthly feelings. The girl feels safe knowing that she will always be protected. The guy takes care, feels responsible - an unforgettable feeling in relation to his beloved and the only one.
Everything was like in the finale of the most beautiful film about happy love. But, let's start from the beginning.
Guys, we put our soul into the site. Thanks for that
for discovering this beauty. Thanks for the inspiration and goosebumps.
Join us at Facebook and In contact with
It is easy to love each other when adversity and difficulties bypass you. However, in real life, the relationship of each couple at least once, but is tested for strength.
website collected 10 stories about people whose love is not afraid of trials.
One evening I realized how much you need to love women. In the underground passage I helped my grandmother with bags to go upstairs. She thanked me, then, after hesitating a little, asked to be escorted to the courtyard of the house. It turned out that my help was needed to get there as soon as possible, since her husband meets her every time she leaves the house. An almost blind old man with a cane could hardly move around the yard. He went to meet his beloved and take her packages from the store. I immediately remembered how often I refused to meet my girlfriend from the store or from the train, because I was too lazy.
At 19, I lost my leg. Then I met a girl, we had love. Suddenly went abroad, said to earn money for us. I wanted to believe it, but I knew she was lying. At one point, I told her that I wanted to leave her (she's better). Somewhere in a month I'm sitting at home, the doorbell rings. I took crutches, opened the door, and there she is! I did not have time to say anything, as I received a slap in the face, could not resist and fell. She sat down next to me, hugged me and said: “Idiot, I didn’t run away from you. Tomorrow we are going to the clinic, we will try on your prosthesis. I went to earn money for you. You will be able to walk normally again, understand?” In this moment I had a lump in my throat, I could not say a word ... I pressed her tighter and just cried.
My older sister got married. Very often, her husband is naughty and makes a displeased face, saying that I won’t eat it: she didn’t cut the meat the way he likes. At these moments, I remember my sister's ex-boyfriend: she cooked chicken liver, and he always ate it, said that he had never tasted anything tastier. And then it turned out that he was allergic to the liver. He loved his sister madly.
My wife's eyesight began to deteriorate after childbirth. She used to wear glasses before, but then it got really bad. I didn’t have the strength to watch how she suffers - I took an additional job, I also found a job on the Internet. He worked like an immortal pony, didn't get enough sleep for almost a year. And here it is - done! I saved up for my wife for laser vision correction. She recently returned from the hospital, surprised at everything around. And do not care about this year, the expended energy and sleepless nights! I have a healthy son and a happy wife, and that's the main thing.
At the age of 18, I was diagnosed with a small brain tumor. I thought it was cancer and I would die soon, so I told my boyfriend that I would understand if he left me. To which he turned everything into a joke and replied that he could only throw me over the hip (he is a wrestler) if I started such a conversation again. As a result, the tumor turned out to be benign. Now I am 21 years old, we have been married for 2 years, we are raising a daughter. I will never forget his support in such a difficult moment for me.
Recent times mom has heart problems, I live with her for a week, my father has been on a business trip for a month. He was supposed to be back yesterday. In the evening we sit in the kitchen, I look at her: thin, pale, beautiful. His face is icy calm, and his hands are trembling. The keys are in the lock, dad is back. Mom ran to the door, clung to him, crying and saying something unintelligible. He presses her to him, and I stand aside and smile. His love is her most important medicine.
I met a guy online. Cheerful, educated, good-natured. Plus, it looks very nice. We talked on Skype for several years. Then realized that I love him. He reciprocated, but was afraid to meet. She insisted on her own, came to him for a thousand kilometers. It turned out that the young man was disabled. Can't walk. We spent three months together. Soon we will apply to the registry office. For me, he is the best, my Professor X!
- I am barren. The first girl with whom he was in a serious relationship, I didn’t talk about it for a long time, I was afraid, and when the truth was revealed, she just left. I went through a year of depression, then there were more relationships, but they ended in nothing. About six months ago I met a girl, fell deeply in love, was silent about his problem, yesterday he told me everything. I was ready for anything, and she looked at me and said that in the future it would be possible to take a child from an orphanage. I burst into tears, I want to marry her.
- We recently moved to an apartment in St. Petersburg, began to make repairs. When they dismantled the floor, they found a niche with letters: the woman Anna wrote to her husband Yevgeny how they live with three children, how they survive, or rather, about how the city does not give up, about how they all look forward to meeting. The last letter cut into the soul: “We are waiting for you, Zhenechka. I can't write anymore, I've run out of pencil, but I'll think of you. Feel us, look at the sky and feel.”
- I met with the most ordinary beauty girl, spoiled by a good life. It was easy and fun with her, and the means allowed her to satisfy her whims. He proposed to her, she accepted. But just a couple of weeks later I had an accident, I was partially paralyzed. A pampered girl for several months was my nurse, a loving woman and a reliable friend. despite how helpless and pitiful I was. She sold a lot of things that I thought she couldn't live without. I learned to cook because I needed special food. She forbade me to apologize. Not a shadow of doubt, disgust or fear flickered on her face during all this time.
Do you or someone you know have similar stories? Share in the comments!
On the eve of St. Valentine's Day, we decided to collect in one article some incredible love stories of members of clubs for young families in our region. These stories are cute and funny, unexpected and amazing. These are stories of true, strong love with a happy ending.
1. "... he ran after me and scratched the asphalt with his torn off sole."
In 2000, when I met my future husband in the yard with a dog, I could not even think that this was my destiny. That it is this young and handsome young man who will write beautiful and tender letters of love to me. That in 5 years, on July 30, 2005, we will have a wedding, with which we so dreamed of running away as soon as possible and being alone, and that, having run away, we will forget all the gifts in the dining room. That on February 22, 2007 I will give birth to my beloved Son, whom my husband will be afraid to take in his arms from excitement on the very first day, and in his eyes I will see the first male, stingy tear! And on July 30, 2010, as agreed on the day of the wedding with Alexei, we will get married in the Sretensky Church.
How could I then think that on 08/07/2012 we will experience the joy of the appearance of a long-awaited daughter together at a partner birth. I also never thought that for the sake of a loved one, for his sake, and then for joint interests, I would learn how to sew costumes, come up with interesting events and, together with Alyosha, organize and promote my club. That they will write about our family in the newspaper more than once, that we will become the most active family in the Yaroslavl region 2 times. And then we will win, and just take part in many competitions.
And then, at the beginning, in 2000, a dachshund dog ran up to me, her name was Nyura, and caressed me and climbed into my arms so much that all her actions led to what we have today in 2015.
Is our acquaintance romantic - I’ll tell you that for me, yes, I still remember how he admitted that he likes me, I remember the day we learned to waltz with my beloved in the rain. I remember how we went to play computer clubs together to play counter-strike on the grid, I remember how we made up with Alyosha thanks to the fact that he ran after me and scratched the asphalt with his torn off sole. That he came to my dacha unexpectedly, as I arranged for him an unforgettable birthday.
Our whole life is a romance that has been going on for 15 years now. And I know that the romance of our relationship will continue to delight us and our family further.
(The Maletin family: Alesya, Elvira, Roman and Veronica)
2. “... at that moment I thought: “MY is worth it, why doesn’t it fit?”
The story about US... is LOVE at first sight! We met in one of the popular clubs in our beloved city.
I got out to meet my friends and our gatherings smoothly moved from home to dancing, and my beloved came to celebrate his friend's birthday. The comrade asked Eugene to take a walk around the establishment with him, as he really wanted to meet the girl. Passing by our girlish company, Zhenya stood in his tracks and did not take his eyes off me, and at that moment I thought: “MY is worth it, why doesn’t it fit?” A friend tried to drag him further towards his dream, but my beloved said that he would not go anywhere else, because he had already found his dream.
From the first minutes of acquaintance it became clear - IT! And then it started spinning, spinning ... Dates, joint bike rides, meetings in the morning, afternoon and evening, because they could not live without each other. Our attraction and love for each other is so strong that seven months after we met, we became spouses. And a little later also the happiest parents!
P.S. Comrade that evening, unfortunately, did not get to know anyone.
Evgeniy: “She made me understand one important thing. If you understand that a person suits you, a soul mate, it doesn’t matter if you know each other for a day, a week or a month, you need to grab it on your shoulder and take it to the ends of the world. Walk until the morning. Watch sunsets, greet sunrises, dine by candlelight, propose and be happy.”
With wishes of well-being, the Martynov family: Anastasia and Evgeny.
3. Office Romance #1
Our story can be called "Office Romance". We met at a corporate party. Misha decided to invite me to a slow dance. We dance, so we communicate, and he keeps stepping on my feet ... I told him once, twice, that he surrounded all my shoes, but he didn’t care. As a result, I got tired of all this and we quarreled with him and scattered around, and that evening we didn’t even look at each other anymore.
Then, after the New Year holidays, working days came. We crossed paths almost every day at work, but each of us pretended that we didn’t even know each other. This went on for exactly a year, until the next corporate party ...
We are sitting with colleagues talking, when suddenly Misha comes up to me again and starts to get to know me again, my eyes widen ... I say to him: “What, are we going to get acquainted again or something?”, And he pretends that he does not understand what am I talking about, as if we are strangers and again asks what my name is!
So we got to know him again, he was already dancing neatly. And since that evening we have not parted! And a year later I became a wife and a happy mother!
This is the story of our double acquaintance, we are still arguing how many years we have known each other!
P.S. Valentine's Day is also a double holiday for us, Misha was born on this day!
(Family Oleinik: Natalia and Mikhail)
4. "Spy"
I sit down in a minibus, I include ICQ. A message comes from a friend: “Are you on the bus?”
Me: “Yeah, how do you know?”
He: "I have a spy!"
I: "???"
Him: "Turn back"
I turn around, from the last seat, a completely unfamiliar, handsome young man smiles and waves at me. I sit down in confusion.
Again I write: “Who is this ????”
Answer: "Spy"
Turns out it was a colleague of a friend. He saw me as a friend in classmates, remembered and saw me in a minibus) In the evening he wrote to me, and a week later there was a first date, and exactly a year later the wedding.
(The Mitrofanov family: Ekaterina and Dmitry)
5. Office Romance #2
Roma and I, now my husband, met about 7 years ago at work. You could say it was an office romance. I worked in the company as a sales representative, and Roma came from the army and also got a job there. One morning, when I arrived at work (a warehouse), I saw Roma and immediately drew attention to him, I really liked him. Roma, as it turned out later, also noticed me right away ... he came to get a job and saw me ... (as he says: a pretty girl was running around the office with papers, all random).
Working together for several months, knowing that we liked each other, none of us dared to approach each other. But one fine day I took the initiative into my own hands, I offered to bring Roma home, and he agreed. And after that, a strong feeling broke out between us. We realized that we found each other. And after a while we became a family and happy parents.
(Vorobiev family: Nadezhda and Roman)
6. Office Romance #3
And Zhenya and I met in statistics. I was the first to notice him. But we worked in different departments and hardly saw each other. I took the initiative into my own hands.
My manager encouraged us to work together. But the relationship was so-so, communicated mainly only at work. But in the New Year holidays of 2010, he began to write SMS messages to me. And then I realized: “This is no accident!”.
After the holidays, we started a stormy office romance. We hid our feelings, and this added passion to the relationship! We didn't manage to hide them for long. Many began to catch our glances at each other. And the secret was revealed. An hour before the New Year, 2011, Zhenya asked my parents for my hand, and in the New Year he proposed to me. In the summer we signed! Something like that.
(Serov family: Anna and Eugene)
7. Holiday romance
Our family history began in the summer of 2004.
The session at the university has already been successfully passed and my friend and I decided to combine business with pleasure - we went to work as counselors in a children's camp on the Black Sea.
At the appointed time, the leader's team gathered at the Kazansky railway station in Moscow. At the height of the holiday season, there are almost more people there than grains of sand on the beach, but for some reason I first noticed two handsome guys towering over the rest of the crowd (what to do, I love tall ones!) Plus they had a guitar! It turned out that these are brothers, Seryozha and Sasha, and they will also be counselors in our camp. With one of them, the one who smiled more, I really wanted to get to know each other better. But there was no time for this - we went to the cars to accommodate the children ...
Two days on the road flew by unnoticed. When there are 50 schoolchildren for four counselors who have felt the intoxicating spirit of freedom, there is no need to be bored. The brothers with the guitar were traveling in another carriage, so there was no time for getting to know each other.
We arrived at the camp late in the evening. The children were quickly divided into detachments and taken to the corps. It remained to assign these very detachments to the counselors. While my friend and I were thinking about where it would be better to go (we worked with the younger “pioneers” last time, now I wanted to test my teaching skills with older children), there were only two vacant detachments left. And four counselors - we and ... brothers. Unexpectedly, Sergei (the same smiling one whom I so wanted to meet) came up to me and announced that we would work together in one of the detachments. This is how we met.
Later, Serezha said that he also noticed me back in Moscow, at the station, and literally drowned in my eyes. And he was very worried before he decided to approach - I seemed very serious and inaccessible to him!
Serezha and I found a common language so quickly, we understood each other so well that in just a couple of days everyone considered us a couple who had been together for a very long time.
Despite the workload of the leaders, it was a real hot holiday romance, which continued when we returned to Yaroslavl. And it has been going on for over 10 years. Now we are one family and have become the parents of two wonderful brothers.
By the way, the guitar also played a role in our love-story. It was at that moment when Sergey sang the song of the Lyube group “Birches” in the camp by the fire, and the guys and I sang along with him, I realized that I wanted to live with this man all my life.
(Chernul family: Natalia and Sergey)
A beautiful love story is the most common plot for films and books. And not in vain, because the ups and downs of love are interesting to everyone. There is not a single person on the planet who has not experienced sincere affection at least once, who has not felt a storm in his chest. That is why we invite you to read real love stories: people themselves have shared these stories on the Internet. Honest and very touching, you will love it!
History 1.
My parents divorced a year and a half ago. My father moved away from us, I live with my mother. After the divorce, my mother did not meet with anyone. Was constantly at work to forget about dad. And about 3 months ago, I began to notice that my mother seemed to have someone. She has become more cheerful, dresses better, stays somewhere, comes with flowers, etc. I had mixed feelings, but one day I come home from the university a little earlier than usual and see my father, who is walking around the house in rags and brings coffee my mom in bed. They are together again!
History 2.
When I was 16, I met a guy. It was a real first love, mine and his. The purest and most sincere feelings. I had a great relationship with his family, but my mom didn't like him. At all. And she started fighting: she locked me in the room, locked the phone, met me from school. This went on for 3 months. My beloved and I gave up, and each went his own way. After 3 years, I quarreled with my mother and left home. Happy that she would no longer be able to decide everything for me, I came to him to tell him about it. But he greeted me rather coldly, and I left, choking on tears. Many years later. I got married, gave birth to a child. The godfather of my child was a friend of that guy, my former classmate. And then one day his wife told me the love story of their friend, the story of our love, without even knowing that I was the same girl. His life did not work out either, he was married many times, but there was no happiness. He only loved me. And on the day when I came to his house, I was just confused and did not know what to say. I recently found him on social networks, but he has not visited his page for many years. At the age of 16, my daughter met a guy and has been dating him for a year and a half. But I won't make my mom's mistake, even though I don't like him. At all…
History 3.
3 years ago my kidney failed. There are no relatives or relatives. With grief, she got drunk in a nearby bar and burst into tears, there was nothing to lose. A 27-year-old man sat down next to me and asked what happened. Word for word, she spoke about her grief, got to know each other, exchanged numbers, but I never called. I went to the hospital, and who was my surgeon? That's right, the same one. Helped recover after surgery, we are planning a wedding.
History 4.
I am a perfectionist. Recently, they recalled how I once stood in line at the post office and some guy was in front of me. So, on his backpack, the zipper was not completely fastened. I tried to restrain myself, but in the end I boldly stepped forward and buttoned it all the way. The guy turned around and looked at me indignantly. By the way, we remembered it with him, celebrating 4 years of relationship. Do what you want - maybe it's fate ...
History 5.
I work in a flower shop. Today a buyer came and bought 101 roses for his wife. When I was packing, he said: "My girl will be happy." This buyer is 76 years old, he met his wife at 14, and now 55 years of marriage. After such cases, I begin to believe in love.
History 6.
I work as a waitress. My ex, with whom I am on good terms, came and asked for a table for the evening. Said he wanted to propose to the girl of his dreams. Okay, everyone's done. He came in the evening, sat down at the table, asked for wine, two glasses. She brought it, was about to leave, he asked me to sit down for a couple of minutes to talk. I sat down and he knelt down, took out the ring and proposed to me! TO ME! Do you understand? I'm in tears, my face is still in shock, but I sat down to him, kissed him and said yes. And he told me that he always loved me, and we broke up in vain. This will cement our relationship forever! God, I'm happy!
History 7.
Nobody believes me, but the stars sent me my husband. I am not beautiful, I am overweight, and the boys did not indulge me with attention, but I really wanted love and relationships. I was 19, I was lying on the beach at night, looking at the sky and sad. When the first star fell, I made love. Then the second one, on which I thought to meet her that same night, and decided that if the third falls, it will definitely come true ... And yes, she fell, literally right away. That same night, my future husband wrote me by mistake on a social network.
History 8.
At the age of 17 I had my first love, but my parents did not approve. Summer, warm nights, he came under my windows (1st floor) at 4 o'clock in the morning to call me to meet the dawn! And I escaped through the window, although I have always been a house girl. We walked, kissed, chatted about everything and nothing, were free as the wind and happy! He returned me home by 7 am, when my parents were just getting up for work. No one noticed my absence, and it was the most adventurous and romantic act of my life.
History 9.
I was walking with a dog in the courtyard of high-rise buildings and saw how one elderly man walked and asked everyone about the woman. He knew her last name, her place of work, her dog. Everyone brushed aside, and no one wanted to remember this certain woman, but he went and asked, asked. It turned out that this was his first love, he came many years later to his hometown and the first thing he went to find out if she lives in the house in which he first saw her and fell in love. At the end, a couple of guys about 14 years old called this woman. You should have seen their eyes when they met! Love doesn't just disappear!
History 10.
My first love was crazy. We were madly in love with each other. On August 22, we “married” by exchanging silver rings on the roof of an abandoned construction site. Now we have not been together for a long time, but every year on August 22, without saying a word, we come to this construction site and just talk. That time was the best in my life.
History 11.
I lost my wedding ring a year ago, I was very upset, but my husband and I could not afford to buy another one. Yesterday I came home after work, there was a small box on the table, in it was a new ring and a note "You deserve the best." It turned out that my husband sold his grandfather's watch to buy me this ring. And today I sold my grandmother's earrings and bought him a new watch.
History 12.
With my first love were together since the cradle. And we had a cipher in which each letter was replaced by a serial number in the alphabet. For example, “I love you”: 33. 20. 6. 2. 33. 13. 32. 2. 13. 32, etc. But in the end, already in adulthood, life separated us on different banks, and we almost stopped communicate. She recently moved to my city for work, and we decided to meet. We walked for several hours, and then dispersed to our homes. And closer to the night I received an SMS from her: "Let's try again." And at the end those numbers.
History 13.
My boyfriend and I had an anniversary a week ago, but we live in different cities. I decided to surprise him and come that day to spend it together. I bought a ticket, went to the station, I'm late. I run without looking back to my car ... Fuh, I made it. The train moves off, I sit, look out the window and who do I see? Yeah, my boyfriend with a bouquet of flowers. It turned out that he decided to make the same surprise to me.
History 14.
And my beloved and I got along thanks to a fucking sense of humor. Once, when he was still just my neighbor, I asked him to look at a broken outlet. This joker, having touched the socket, began to imitate an electric shock - twitching and yelling. When I was ready in a panic to push him away from the socket with a just torn off plinth, he sank to the floor with a lifeless look, and then jumped up with a cry: "Ahaaa." And I ... And what am I? I clutched my heart and very naturally portrayed a heart attack. As a result, they laughed all evening, soldered each other with cognac and never parted again.
Hello my beloved readers! There are three short stories in the article about life stories about love. Hope you enjoy!
Three love stories
Story one: VKontakte
"Wow! What a cool network - "VKontakte"! Sun, you have no idea! I made so many friends through him! Even those that I thought were lost forever! From other cities and even countries!” - Roman was happy and persuaded his beloved to also register on the social network.
“But I don’t want to be in front of everyone, understand,” Olya refused. I have everything I need near me, and I don’t want to look for anyone. ” But Roman nevertheless opened a page for Olya. He really wanted to put down in his status: "Engaged to such and such." To brag to all near and far, what a wonderful girlfriend he has.
A few months later, Olga was identified by her former classmate on the website by the school number. Roman did not know this story, but she left a big mark in Olya's life.
She and Alexander in the ninth grade were in love with each other to the point of madness. But the love idyll was interrupted by the parents, who left for the USA and took their son with them.
Olya and Sasha wrote letters to each other for two years. But, no one ever found the means to fly across the ocean ... In the end, the distance destroyed the relationship, it seemed that over the years everything was forgotten. Olya met Roma and fell in love with him, Sasha boasted that he was married and even had a little son.
Alexander
They sluggishly corresponded and agreed to meet when Sasha arrived in his hometown. When Olya saw him at the airport, she even got scared. Long-forgotten feelings rose in her in such a powerful wave that she could hardly stand on her feet.
How can this be? Is this a long forgotten past? Sasha seems to have been seized by the same emotions. He put his arm around her shoulders and silently pressed her to him, not letting go, probably for ten minutes. Only the surprised looks of his relatives brought him out of this state of stupor.
Sasha and Olya talked the whole evening, the whole night, they walked around the city, talking. There was no strength, no will, no desire to part again. It seemed that everything that happened after the ninth grade was just a nightmare and delirium.
Then just someone put their lives on pause, but now they again pressed the "play" button. And so far they have never had such enchanting sex with anyone. "Why did we waste so much time?" they asked each other.
Several days flew by, as if in a fog, then Sasha returned to America. And a few weeks later he flew back. “Life has given us another chance,” Olya convinced, “we must take advantage of it!”
And in the end she agreed. She went to Sasha in America and now, as Roman says, she is “happy”. How does he know this? Well, VKontakte looks at her photos, from which everything is clear ...
And, of course, he blames himself: why did he register her on the social network, why did he give the former a chance to steal his beloved?
The second story: "Lena and Lyubochka"
There are also such stories from life. Lena lives in a small town where everything is in plain sight. Everyone knows each other, there are few jobs, and sooner or later you cross paths with your own or his “former”. But she, unfortunately, fell out, almost the worst option.
The former of his beloved works with her at the same school. The women's team, and even the pedagogical one ... Beloved, seven years older, calls him a serpentarium and sympathizes with Lena very much. But he doesn’t even realize that the young girl is drinking the blood of his “Lyubochka” ...
Lyubochka
Lena is twenty-two, Lyubochka - or rather, Lyubov Ivanovna - is over thirty-five. Vitaly was for her, as they say, "the last chance." But the relationship did not work out, as Lyubochka did not cling to them.
Vitaly found himself younger, and the woman decided to demonstrate that she was happy for him, because she only wants happiness. And she undertook to take care of Lena in every possible way, who, after university, was sent as a teacher to the same school.
“She is very sweet and kind,” Lena sighs. “But it would be better if she hated me and “shitted” me at every step! And so I am already in front of her everywhere in debt. Always supports, advises, protects me, shields me, helps.
If only I hadn't taught yet. And in a delicate way. Like the cat Matroskin: “You’re wrong, Uncle Fyodor, eat a sandwich, you need sausage on your tongue.” You won’t answer sharply here, because you will look boorish.
But how to endure? She also climbs into our personal relationships! Well, I would teach how to check notebooks, or conduct an open lesson. But Lyubochka brings me recipes for his favorite cutlets. And then he asks if I did everything right: “Oh, I forgot to say, he likes a little overcooked!”
Or this situation: he comes in the morning and whispers: “Golden, please make sure that he does not walk around in this tie anymore. He's so vulgar." A little more, and he will begin to talk about his favorite positions in sex ...
Lenin's friend, a teacher at the same school, says that Lyubov Ivanovna treats her ex-lover like a mother-in-law treats her daughter-in-law. And jokingly, he advises the girl to ask the woman for permission to call her "mother" - maybe then she will come to her senses? But Lena cannot overcome the barrier of "dependence" in any way. After all, Lyubochka is so good!
Story three: "Lady with a dog"
Marina has a huge black dog. Strong and disobedient. You should have seen how she suffers when she takes him for a walk every morning. The dog pulls the poor girl so hard that it is not known who leads whom on a leash.
Ira's mother sympathizes with her, but Ira only feels hatred for her. After all, he knows perfectly well who this performance is for! Of course, for Oleg, Marina's ex-boyfriend and Ira's current beloved, who lives in the same yard.
Once Oleg gave Marina a puppy for Valentine's Day. He helped take care of him, willingly walked him in the morning and evening, took him to the veterinarian for vaccinations and to the “dog school”. When they parted, the dog remained to live with Marina.
Oleg could not take him to his apartment - his younger sister is allergic to dog hair. Therefore, now he is in the role of "daddy" - he goes on a date with the "common child" and is forced to constantly look at Marina's suffering look.
Without Oleg, nothing works out for her, every time she begins to reproach him with a break. He begs to return, convinces that their relationship is for life. The guy after such conversations is not himself. It seems to him that he acted vilely with Marina, breaking off relations, although he categorically does not want to return to her.
Marina clings to Ira as well. As soon as he meets him in the yard, he will definitely throw some kind of remark like: “You understand, everything is not serious with you. And we have a lot in common” or “Get off him, let him choose the one that truly loves him.”
Ira tried to talk to her sincerely, but it seems that everything is so neglected here that only a psychotherapist can help. But how to tighten Marina to him?
conclusions
These “Life stories about love” showed us that the first real one is not forgotten and tends to manifest itself over the years, flare up with renewed vigor. Scientists explain this phenomenon simply: “Strong feelings - hormonal rollercoasters - are debugged in the depths of our memory.
And only the person who has such memories can reproduce them later.
First love is the only key to this "emotional lock". And when you meet him, the same zones are activated as when you use cocaine! In addition, when people meet after a separation, they already behave wiser. They appreciate each other more and do not allow circumstances to destroy the relationship again.
As we can see from these life stories, it is much easier to “revive” old strong feelings than to create new ones anew. Apparently, this is why we instinctively dislike our former loved ones - we try to avoid a likely threat. And we try to make them appear on our horizon as rarely as possible.
Friends, if you find the article “Life Stories about Love - Three Short Stories” interesting, share it with your friends on social networks. 😉 Thank you! I would be glad if you write in the comments interesting stories from life about love that surprised you.