It’s been 2 years since I considered myself the luckiest woman in the world. I didn’t have a moment to doubt that thought, even if it wasn’t for a short time. Although I am waiting for the order to quit my job right now, I am so loved and have met a good partner that I have the strength to ignore the smallest obstacles and walk above them.
Now I’m 23 years old, I’m engaged to the man I love, I want to have a little child who will be the flower of happiness, I’m a brown country girl, but he’s a princess. Only one thing builds confidence. That is love… I understood the biggest thing in life… I feel like a human being is very strange. The most heartbreaking thing is that she does not hesitate to do anything for what she wants. I think this feeling is more noticeable in women…
My friends, not to mention myself, are surprised that the desire and malice that always boils over me the moment I see him has vanished into nothingness. The feeling of lust (marry if you have a house, sit with someone who has a car) is limited by only one thing… and that is love… I spent a hundred days with the same enthusiasm as the first feeling of falling in love with him.
There is not a single thing that I can see or touch that is cold or old. Before, I just met love for a while. At that time, I was hurt and hurt. But true love is different… It’s like something too delicate and precious has landed on my palm, it feels like it’s about to melt or sting if I hold it tight, I want to show it off to everyone, I want to hide it from all thoughts… When it comes to real life, I’m 1600 km away from my loved one. is far away. And it’s quite a distance…
A long distance where you can’t talk about your achievements when you’re upset. For 1,600 km, there was never a reason for us to be suspicious, upset, or say harsh words. In fact, I’m a pretty girl with a good attitude…
But if you are suspicious of your love and say harsh words, you will be hurt or withered. I am very satisfied because my love also feels the same way about me, maybe even more than me. The feeling of striving for all criteria, jealousy, stubbornness wins… it’s love again… We imagine the future… It’s so simple… We talk about being together, being together with our beautiful children. That’s it… Satisfied with things that may be too small…
It’s love again… It’s hard for loved ones to be away from each other… they miss a lot. Sometimes, as far as I can remember, if people who don’t love each other talk too much, I hate the other person, and when we are together, why do I have to wait and say goodbye to each day? Only one thing comforts me in all of this. The voice… Nevertheless, suddenly I want to meet, after meeting… After meeting… after meeting, I want to see the longest. I want to touch his cheek gently and listen to his heart again.
A sense of satisfaction comes from only one thing. It’s the same love… It’s not strange to me, who has walked all the dark, rough, flat roads of life, traveled the world, worn out age, worn out the belt… Too simple for someone, but too special for me. courage and a plan to steal the moon.
This is your love for me. I thought about the word love and created a “philosophy” in my little mind. “HAY_ER” for true LOVE. SEARCH anywhere, MEN here and there. You will surely feel happiness. Dedicated to all the ladies who are looking for love and who may be confused like me, from the unknown “His Princess”.
