Interesting stories about love. Love stories and romantic life stories

15.10.2019

Have you heard the tale of the Crane and the Heron? We can say that this story was copied from us. When one wanted, the other refused, and vice versa ...

Real life story

“Okay, see you tomorrow,” I said into the phone to end the conversation, which had lasted more than two hours.

One would think that we are talking about a meeting. Moreover, in a place well known to both of us. But that was not the case. We were just making arrangements for ... the next call. And everything looked exactly the same for several months. Then I called Polina for the first time in four years. And I pretended to just call to find out how she was doing, but in fact I wanted to renew the relationship.

I met her shortly before leaving school. We were both in a relationship then, but a spark really ran between us. However, only a month after we met, we parted with partners. Nevertheless, we were in no hurry to get closer. Because on the one hand, we were attracted by something in each other, but on the other hand, something constantly interfered. As if we were afraid that our connection would be dangerous. In the end, after a year of mutual study of each other, we became a couple. And if up to that time our relations developed very slowly, then since we became together everything has started to spin at a very fast pace. A period of strong mutual attraction and dizzying emotions began. We felt that we could not exist without each other. And then ... we parted.

Without any clarification. It’s just that one day we didn’t agree on another meeting. And then none of us called the other for a week, expecting this act from the other side. I even wanted to do it at some point ... But then I was young and green, and did not think to do it - I just took it and took offense at Polina for so easily abandoning our reverent relationship. So I decided not to impose on her. I knew I was thinking and acting stupid. But then I could not calmly analyze what happened. It was only after some time that I began to really understand the situation. Gradually I realized the stupidity of my act.

I think we both felt that we were a good match for each other, and just started to fear what might happen next to our "big love". We were very young, we wanted to get a lot of experience in love affairs, and most importantly, we did not feel ready for a serious, stable relationship. Most likely, we both wanted to “freeze” our love for several years, and “unfreeze” it one day, at one fine moment, when we feel that we are ripe for it. Unfortunately, this did not work out that way. After parting, we did not completely lose touch - we had many common acquaintances, we went to the same places. Therefore, from time to time we bumped into each other, and these were not the best moments.

I myself do not know why, but each of us considered it our duty to send the other a caustic sarcastic remark afterwards, as if an accusation of what had happened. I even decided to do something about it and offered to meet to discuss "complaints and grievances." Polina agreed, but ... did not come to the appointed place. And when we met by chance, two months later, she started stupidly explaining why then she made me stand pointlessly in the wind, and then didn't even call. Then she again asked me to meet, but again she did not appear.

The beginning of a new life ...

Since then, I began to deliberately avoid places where I could accidentally meet her. Thus, we have not seen each other for several years. Some rumors reached me about Polina - I heard that she was dating someone, that she had left the country for a year, but then returned and started living with her parents again. I tried to ignore this information and live my own life. I had two novels - as it seemed, very serious, but in the end nothing came of them. And then I thought: I'll talk to Polina. I could not imagine what had shot into my head then! No, I know. I missed her ... I really, really missed her ...

She was surprised by my phone call, but also delighted. We talked for several hours then. Likewise the next day. And the next one. It's hard to say what we discussed for so long. In general - all about a little and a little about everything. We tried to avoid only one topic. This topic was ourselves ...

It looked as if we, in spite of the past years, were afraid to be honest. However, one day, Polina said:

- Listen, maybe we will finally decide on something?

“No, thanks,” I replied immediately. “I don’t want to disappoint you again.

There was a silence in the receiver.

“If you’re afraid I’m not coming, you can come to me,” she finally said.

“Yeah, and you’ll tell your parents to kick me out,” I snorted.

- Rostik, stop! - Polina began to get nervous. - Everything was so good, and you ruin everything again.

- Again! - I was outraged in earnest. - Maybe you can tell me what I did?

- Most likely what you can't do. You won't call me for months.

“But you’ll call me daily,” I imitated her voice.

- Don't turn things upside down! - Polina shouted, and I sighed heavily.

- I don’t want to be left with nothing again. If you want to see me, then come to me yourself, - I announced to her. - I'm waiting for you in the evening, at eight o'clock. I hope you come ...

- Whatever, - Polina hung up the phone.

New circumstances ...

For the first time since we started calling, we had to say goodbye in anger. And most importantly, now I had no idea if she would call me again, and would she come to me? Polina's words could be interpreted exactly as an agreement to come and a refusal. However, I was expecting her. I cleaned my studio apartment, which didn't happen very often. Prepared supper, bought wine and flowers. And I finished reading the story: "". Every minute of waiting made me even more nervous. I even wanted to give up my rude behavior and intransigence in the matter of the meeting.

At fifteen minutes past eight I began to wonder whether I should go to Pauline's? I didn’t go just because she could come to me at any moment, and we would have missed each other. At nine o'clock, I lost hope. Angrily began to dial her number to tell her what I think of her. But he did not complete the matter and pressed "Hang up". Then I wanted to call again, but I thought to myself that she might regard this call as a manifestation of my weakness. I didn’t want Polina to know how worried I was that she didn’t come, and how painfully her indifference hurt me. I decided to spare her that much pleasure.

I went to bed only at 12 o'clock in the morning, but I could not sleep for a long time, because I was thinking about this situation. On average, every five minutes I changed my point of view. At first I thought that only I was to blame, because if I had not been stubborn like a donkey and came to her, then our relationship would have improved, and we would have been happy. After a while, I began to reproach myself for such naive thoughts. She would have kicked me out anyway! And the more I thought so, the more I believed in it. When I was almost asleep ... the intercom rang.

At first I thought it was some kind of mistake or joke. But the intercom kept ringing persistently. Then I had to get up and answer:

- Two o'clock in the morning! - angrily barked into the receiver.

Needless to say, I was surprised. And how! With a trembling hand, I pressed the button to open the entrance door. What will be next?

After a long two minutes I heard a call. I opened the door ... and saw Polina sitting in a wheelchair, accompanied by two orderlies. She had a cast on her right leg and right arm. Before I could ask what happened, one of the men said:

- The girl herself checked out of her own accord and insisted that we bring her here. On this, apparently, her whole future life depends.

I didn't ask anything else. The orderlies helped Polina to sit on a large sofa in the living room and quickly left. I sat down opposite her and looked at her in surprise for a whole minute.

There was complete silence in the room.

“I'm glad you came,” I said, and Polina smiled.

“I've always wanted to come,” she replied. - Do you remember how the first time we agreed to meet, but I didn’t come? Then my grandmother died. The second time my dad had a heart attack. It sounds incredible, but it's still true. As if someone didn't want us to ...

“But now, I see, you didn’t pay attention to the obstacles,” I smiled.

“It happened a week ago,” Polina pointed to the plaster cast. - Slipped on the icy sidewalk. Thought we would meet when I recovered ... but I thought I should just put in a little effort. I was worried about you ...
I didn't answer and just kissed her.

Love stories, if it's true love, are not easy to find. As it is difficult to find a person without weaknesses, so it is not easy to find love, without the vices of passion, selfishness. But there is love in this world! We will try to replenish this section with love stories - of our time, and more distant times.
All these short stories about love, except for the story of Yulia Voznesenskaya, are documentary, truthful evidence of how beautiful love can be. Love the stories you were looking for.

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Real life love stories that will not only make you think, but also warm your hearts and even make you smile.

Today my 75-year-old grandfather, who has been blind for 15 years due to cataracts, told me: "Your grandmother is the most beautiful woman on earth, right?" I thought for a second and said: “Yes, she is just like that. Probably, you really miss this beauty - now that you do not see it. " “Sweetheart,” my grandfather answered me. - I see her every day. To be honest, now I see her much more clearly than when we were young. "
Today I married my daughter. Ten years ago, I pulled a 14-year-old from a minivan enveloped in flames after a serious accident. The doctors' verdict was unambiguous - he would never be able to walk. My daughter visited him several times with me in the hospital. Then she started going there without me. And today I saw how, contrary to all predictions and smiling broadly, he put the ring on my daughter's finger - standing firmly on both feet.
Today, approaching the door of my store at 7 o'clock in the morning (I am a florist), I saw a soldier in uniform waiting for her. As it turned out, he was on his way to the airport, from where he was supposed to fly to Afghanistan for a whole year. He said: “Every Friday I usually bring my wife a beautiful bouquet of flowers and I don’t want to let her down just because I will be away from her.” After these words, he ordered 52 bouquets of flowers from me and asked me to deliver them every Friday evening to his wife's office until he returns. I gave him a 50% discount for everything - such love filled my whole day with light.
Today I told my 18-year-old grandson that in all my school years I never got to the school ball because no one had ever invited me there. And imagine - this evening, dressed in a tuxedo, he rang my door and invited me to the school ball as his partner.
When she woke up today from an 18-month coma, she kissed me and said: "Thank you for staying with me, for telling me these beautiful stories and for always believing in me ... And yes, I will marry you."
Today, passing through the park, I decided to have a bite to eat on a bench. And as soon as I opened my sandwich, the car of an elderly couple stopped under an oak tree nearby. They rolled down the windows and played jazz music on the turntable. Then the man got out of the car, opened the door and gave his hand to the woman, and after that they danced slowly for half an hour under the same oak tree.
Today I operated on a little girl. She needed type I blood. We didn't have her, but her twin brother also had the first group. I explained to him that it was a matter of life and death. He thought for a little, and then said goodbye to his parents and held out his hand. I did not understand why he did it until after we took blood from him, he asked: "And when will I die?" He thought he was really sacrificing his life for his sister. Luckily, both of them will be fine now.
Today my father has become for me the best father I could only dream of. He's my mom's loving husband (and always makes her laugh), he has come to every soccer game I've played since I was five (I'm 17 now), and he supports our entire family by working as a construction foreman. This morning, as I searched my father's toolbox for pliers, I found a folded, dirty piece of paper on the bottom of it. It turned out to be a page torn from my father’s old diary, and it bore the date a month before my birth. It read: “I am nineteen years old, an alcoholic out of college, an unsuccessful suicide, a victim of childhood abuse and a former hijacker. And next month, the "young father" will be added to all this. But I swear I'll do my best to keep my baby well. I will become such a father to her as I myself have never had. " And ... I don't know how, but he succeeded.
Today my 8 year old son hugged me and said, "You are the best mom in the whole world." I smiled and asked him: “How do you know this? You haven't seen all the mothers of the whole world. " In response, my son hugged me even tighter and said: "And you are my world."
Today I was seeing an elderly Alzheimer's patient. He barely remembers his own name and often forgets where he is and what he said just a few minutes ago. But by some miracle (and I think this miracle is called love), every time his wife comes to visit him for a few minutes, he remembers who she is and greets her with the words "Hello, my beautiful Kate."
My 21-year-old Labrador can barely get up, she can hardly see or hear anything, and even to bark, she does not have enough strength. But all the same, when I enter the room, she happily wags her tail.
Today is the 10th anniversary of our life together. My husband and I were recently fired from our jobs, and therefore we agreed not to spend money on gifts to each other. When I woke up this morning, my husband was already on his feet. I went downstairs and saw that our entire house was lovingly decorated with beautiful wild flowers. I counted over 400 of them - and he really didn't spend a cent on them.
Today I met a guy I had met in high school and whom I never expected to meet again. He showed me a photo with the two of us, which he kept in the lining of his helmet all those 8 years, while he served in the army far from me.
Both my 88-year-old grandmother and her 17-year-old cat went blind long ago. My grandmother got herself a guide dog to help her move around the house, which is, in general, normal. But lately, he started to drive a cat around the house! When she meows, he walks over and rubs against her, and then leads her to a bowl, to a box of sand, or to where she sleeps.
Today I saw with horror through the kitchen window as my 2-year-old daughter slipped and fell into our pool. But before I could reach her, our retriever Rex jumped after her and pulled her by the collar of her shirt to where it was shallow and she could stand.
My older brother has donated bone marrow to me 15 times to help me fight cancer. He talks about it directly with my doctor, and I don't even know when he does it. And today the doctor told me that it looks like the treatment is starting to help. “We are seeing sustained remission,” he said.
Today I was driving home with my grandfather when he suddenly turned around and said, “I forgot to buy flowers for your grandmother. We're going to the corner store now and I'll buy her a bouquet. I quickly". “Is today a special day?” I asked him. “No, it seems not,” my grandfather replied. “Every day is something special. And your grandmother loves flowers. They make her smile. "
Today I re-read the suicide note I wrote on September 2, 1996, two minutes before my girlfriend knocked on my door and said, "I'm pregnant." Suddenly I felt that I wanted to live again. Today she is my beloved wife. And my daughter, who is already 15 years old, has two younger brothers. From time to time, I re-read my suicide note to remind myself how grateful I am to have a second chance to live and love.
Today, as every day since I returned from the hospital two months ago with burn scars on my face (I spent almost a month there after the fire in which our house burned down), I found a red tape glued to it on my locker. rose. I still don’t know what it takes to come to school every day and leave these roses for me. I even tried a couple of times myself to come early and find this person - but each time I found the rose already in place.
Today 10 years have passed since the death of my father. When I was little, he often hummed me a short melody when I went to bed. When I was 18 and he was in a hospital ward, fighting cancer, I was already humming the same melody to him. Since then, I have never heard it, until today in bed with my fiance we looked at each other, and he began to hum it to himself. It turned out that his mother also sang it to him as a child.
Today a woman who has lost her vocal cords due to cancer enrolled in my deaf and dumb language teaching class. Her husband, four children, two sisters, brother, mother, father and fourteen best friends signed up with me with her to be able to communicate with her even though she lost her voice.
My 11-year-old son is fluent in the language of the deaf and dumb because his friend Josh, with whom they grew up since infancy, is deaf. I am so pleased to see their friendship flourish every year.
Due to Alzheimer's disease and senile dementia, my grandfather does not always recognize his wife in the morning. A year ago, when it just started, it worried her very much, but now she understands what is happening to him and helps him as much as she can. She even plays with him every morning, trying to get him to propose to her again before breakfast. And every time she succeeds.
Today my father died of natural causes at the age of 92. I found his body in a chair in his room. On his hip were three framed 8 x 10 photographs - these were photographs of my mother who died 10 years ago. She was the love of his whole life, and, most likely, he, feeling the approaching death, wanted to see her again.
I am the proud mother of a 17 year old blind boy. Although my son was born blind, this did not prevent him from becoming an excellent student, an excellent guitarist (the first album of his group has already exceeded 25,000 downloads on the network) and a great guy for his girlfriend Valerie. Today his younger sister asked him what attracts him to Valerie, and he replied: “That's it. She is beautiful. "
Today I was serving an elderly couple in a restaurant. How they looked at each other ... it was immediately evident that they loved each other. The husband mentioned that today they are celebrating an anniversary. I smiled and said: “Let me guess. You have been together for many decades. " They laughed and the wife said, “Not really. Today is our fifth anniversary. We both survived our soul mates, but fate gave us another chance to love and be loved. "
Today my father found my sister chained to the barn wall. She was kidnapped near Mexico City almost 5 months ago. A week later, the police stopped active searches. Mom and I resigned ourselves to the loss and held a funeral. Our family, her friends - everyone except my father came to them. All this time he, without ceasing, searched for her. He said he loved her too much to give up. And now she is at home again because he did not put them down then.
There are two high school guys at my school who openly love each other. In the past two years, they had to endure a lot of insults, but they continued to walk hand in hand. And, despite the threats and frequent break-ins of their school lockers, they came to the school ball today in the same costumes. And they danced together, smiling from ear to ear, in spite of all the envious people.
Today my sister and I were in a car accident. At school, my sister is Miss Pop herself. She knows everyone, and everyone knows her. Well, I'm a little introvert - I always communicate with the same 2 girls. My sister immediately posted a message on Facebook about the accident. And while all her friends were commenting and expressing sympathy, two of my friends showed up at the scene of the accident even before the ambulance arrived.
Today my fiancé returned from an army trip overseas. But yesterday he was just my boyfriend ... well, that is, I thought so. Almost a year ago, he sent me a package, which he asked not to open until he returned home two weeks later - but then his business trip was extended by almost 11 months. Today, when he finally returned home, he asked me to open that very parcel, and when I found a beautiful ring inside, he knelt in front of me and proposed to me.
Today, for the first time in months, my 12-year-old son Sean and I stopped by on our way home to a nursing home. I usually go there alone to visit my mom with Alzheimer's. When we entered the hall, the nurse said, "Hi, Sean," and let us inside. I asked my son: "How does she know your name?" “Oh, yes, I often run here after school to visit my grandmother,” he replied. And I had no idea about it.
Today I found in our papers an old diary of my mother, which she kept in high school. It listed a list of qualities that she hoped to ever find in her boyfriend. This list is almost an accurate description of my father, and my mother only met him when she was 27.
Today at school, I did a chemistry experiment with one of the most beautiful (and popular) girls in the entire school. And although I had never really got the courage to even speak to her before, she turned out to be very kind and sweet. We spent time in the laboratory talking, joking, and in the end we still got A's (yes, she turned out to be smart as well). After that, we began to communicate little by little. Last week, when I found out that she had not yet chosen with whom to go to the school ball, I wanted to ask her if she would go there with me, but again I lost my heart. And today, when I was sitting in a school cafe, she herself came up to me and asked if I would like to go there with her. I agreed, and she kissed me on the cheek and whispered: "Yes"!
Today, on our 10th anniversary, my wife gave me the suicide note she wrote when she was 22, the very day we met. And she said: “All these years I didn’t want you to know how stupid and impulsive I was then. But even though you didn't know before ... you saved me. Thank you for everything".
My grandfather always kept on his nightstand an old, faded photograph from the 60s of him and grandmother laughing merrily at a party. My grandmother died of cancer when I was 7 years old. Today I looked into his house and my grandfather saw me looking at this photo. He came up to me, hugged me and said: "Remember - the fact that nothing lasts forever does not mean that it is not worth it."
Today I tried to explain to my two daughters 4 and 6 years old that we will have to move from our house with four bedrooms to an apartment with only two until I find a new well-paid job. The daughters looked at each other for a moment, and then the younger one asked: "Will we all move there together?" “Yes,” I replied. “Well, then it's okay,” she said.
On the plane today, I met the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Realizing that after landing we might not see each other again, I told her how beautiful she was. She smiled at me charmingly and said: "Nobody has said this to me for 10 years." It turned out that we were both in our early thirties, were not married, no one had children, and we lived literally 5 miles from each other. And next Sunday, after we get home, we have a date.
I am a mother of 2 children and a grandmother of 4 grandchildren. At 17, I became pregnant with twins. When my boyfriend and friends found out that I was not going to have an abortion, they all turned their backs on me. But I didn’t give up without leaving school, got a job, graduated from college and there I met a guy who has been loving my children for 50 years as if they were his own.
Today, on my 29th birthday, I returned home from my 4th and last army trip to distant lands. A little girl who lives next door to my parents (who, to be honest, is not at all small - she is 22), met me at the airport with a beautiful long rose, a bottle of my favorite vodka, and then asked me out on a date.
Today my daughter agreed to marry her boyfriend. He is 3 years older than her. They started dating when she was 14 and he was 17. I really did not like this age difference then. When he turned 18, the week before she turned 15, my husband insisted that they end the relationship. They remained friends, but met other people. But now that she is 24 and he is 27 ... I have never seen a couple who would be so in love with each other.
When I found out today that my mom had the flu, I stopped at the supermarket to buy her some ready-made soup. I bumped into my father there with 5 soup cans, nasal spray, tissues, tampons, 4 DVDs of romance comedies and a bouquet of flowers in his cart. It made me stop and think about everything.
Today I was sitting on the balcony of the hotel and saw a couple in love walking along the beach. From the way they moved, it was clear that they were crazy about each other. When they came closer, I was surprised to see that they were my parents. Nobody would say that 8 years ago they almost got divorced.
I'm only 17, but my boyfriend, Jake, we've been dating for 3 years. Yesterday we spent the night together for the first time. No, we didn’t do “this” either before, or this night. Instead, we baked cookies, watched two comedies, laughed, played Xbox, and fell asleep hugging each other. Despite my parents' misgivings, he turned out to be a real gentleman and the best guy ever.
Today, when I knocked on my wheelchair and told my husband: "You know, you are the only reason why I would like to get rid of this squalor," he kissed my forehead and replied: "Honey, I don’t even notice him."
Today my grandfather and grandmother, who were already over ninety and who lived together for 72 years, both died in their sleep, not having lived an hour without each other.
Today my father came to my house for the first time in six months since the day I told him I was gay. When I opened the doors, he hugged me with tears in his eyes and said, “I'm sorry, Jason. I love you".
Today my 6-year-old autistic sister spoke her first word - my name.
Today, 15 years after my grandfather's death, my 72-year-old grandmother is getting married again. I am 17 years old, and in all my life I have never seen her so happy. How nice it was to see two people so in love with each other, despite their age. And now I know it is never too late.
Today, in a jazz club in San Francisco, I saw two people who were madly attracted to each other. The woman was a dwarf, and the man was two meters tall. After a few cocktails, they walked out onto the dance floor. To dance a slow dance with her, the man knelt down - and they danced all night.
This morning my daughter woke me up and called me by name. I slept in the chair in her hospital room, and when I opened my eyes, I saw her beautiful smile. She was in a coma for 98 days.
On this day, almost exactly 10 years ago, I stopped at an intersection, and another car drove into me from behind. The driver was a student at the University of Florida - as was I. He looked very guilty and apologized constantly. While we were waiting for the police and the tow truck, we started talking and soon, without holding back, we were laughing at each other's jokes. As a result, we exchanged numbers, but the rest, as they say, is history. We recently celebrated our 8th anniversary.
Today, when I was working in a cafe, two gay men walked in holding hands. As you might expect, a fair number of visitors began to stare openly at them. And then a little girl, sitting at a table not far from me, asked her mother why these two men were holding hands. Mom replied: "Because they love each other."
Today, after being separated for 2 years, my ex-wife and I finally straightened out our differences and decided to meet for dinner. We chatted and laughed for 4 hours. And before leaving, she gave me a large, plump envelope. It contained 20 love letters that she wrote over these two years. The envelope was signed "Letters that I did not send because of my stubbornness."
I had an accident today that left a deep abrasion on my forehead. The doctor wrapped a bandage around my head and said not to take it off for a whole week - although I don't like it at all. Two minutes ago, my little brother came into my room - and his head was also wrapped in a bandage! Mom said that he didn't want me to feel unhappy.
Today, after a long illness, my mother died of cancer. My best friend, 2,000 miles away from me, made a phone call to comfort me somehow. "What would you do if I appeared at your house now and hugged you tightly?" he asked me. “Well, I would definitely smile,” I replied. And then he rang at my door.
Today, when my 91-year-old grandfather (military doctor, order bearer and successful businessman) was lying in a hospital bed, I asked him what he considered his greatest achievement. He turned to my grandmother, took her hand and said: "The fact that I have grown old with her."
When I saw today how my 75-year-old grandparents behave like 14-year-olds in love and laugh at each other's stupid jokes, I realized that I was able to see for a short moment what true love is. I hope someday I will be able to find it.
On this day, exactly 20 years ago, I risked my life to save a woman who was being carried away by the swift current of the Colorado River. This is how I met my wife - the love of my life.
Today, on our 50th wedding anniversary, she smiled at me and said, "I wish I had met you sooner."
Today my blind friend told me for a long time and colorfully how beautiful his new girlfriend is.

Deep night. Somewhere a quiet breeze runs, scattering the last dust on the damp asphalt. A light night rain added freshness to this stuffy, tortured world. Added freshness to the hearts of lovers. They stood hugging each other in the light of the street lamp. She is so feminine and gentle, who said that at 16 a girl cannot be feminine enough ?! Here age does not matter at all, only the one who is near, 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 the gentle touch of his hands. Each of them at this minute, a minute of embrace, experiences unearthly feelings. The girl feels safe, knowing that she will always be protected. The guy shows care, feels responsibility - 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.