Hello! ... I saw how you help each other in a very friendly way, and I decided to share my story. So, I was 12 and he was 13. It all started on November 26, 2007. GOD, I even remember what time ... In the big break I walked down the corridors with a boy, so nice .... :) He was right, my ideal boy. So, we parted for a few days ... we smiled and I decided that he was obviously ashamed and that I should take the "first step" ... Anyway. I managed to meet him through mutual friends. He told me how, when he saw me, he liked me, and when I said that I liked him too ... he offered me. We walked for almost 2 years without any obstacles between us, as in fairy tales ... how much I was glad that I knew love from a young age ... and that I was lucky and that love knew me. So ... I was already 13 and he was 14. The day I feared most came. The day of graduation has come. I finished 6th and he finished 7th grade. That day he came to me and said, "I love you, but I have no choice. I'm going to Spain with ours, I'll write to you on Skype, because without you I can't, but I don't want such a relationship ... so FRIENDS!?!" - and shook my hand. God, I didn't even shake his hand, hugged him, kissed him, told him that if I came back, I would be here and wait for him. Then I ran home. I flew through the streets, not even turning to look at him for the last time. I passed my friends, girlfriends ... I passed my aunt, but I didn't stop. I ran like crazy ... I went home and went to bed. My mother was so scared poor thing, I went to bed at 13:30 and woke up at 17: 12 the next day. o.O I just don't know how it happened, but I wanted so badly to remember all our best moments together that I went to bed and for so long I dreamed only of him. A year has passed .. we write to each other, but that's not enough for me: [. Now I finished 7th grade, and yesterday I met a boy. I feel that I am in love for the second time in my life, and he is not indifferent to me. Give me advice. I really love my old love, but since it won't come back, why should I waste my life?!?!?! True, I am ready to die if it means he lives, BUT I am ready to be with another if it means my happiness. Tell me what to do, I don't know anymore. ; (; (; ( and he is not indifferent to me. Give me advice. I really love my old love, but since it won't come back, why should I waste my life?!?!?! True, I am ready to die if it means he lives, BUT I am ready to be with another if it means my happiness. Tell me what to do, I don't know anymore. ; (; (; ( and he is not indifferent to me. Give me advice. I really love my old love, but since it won't come back, why should I waste my life?!?!?! True, I am ready to die if it means he lives, BUT I am ready to be with another if it means my happiness. Tell me what to do, I don't know anymore. ; (; (; (
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(the author) I'm sorry, I unwittingly wrote 2005. instead of 1995. I'm sorry !!!!!
Don't waste your chance with the other boy, and if your old love ever comes back and you still love each other, you can be together again. But now that you can't be together and have a chance with another try, you don't risk anything.
How so on 26.11.2007 you were 12, and on July 18, 2008 are you 14 ???
Look ahead! This is my advice! There are other boys!
/ The author / I apologize a lot, but for the last 2 months I don't know where I am and kfo praaa ... so not 26.11.2007. well 26.11.2005 Very sorry !
You play something with us with these years and ages and you always apologize ... I don't think you confused the years, because seventh grade is associated with 13 years. age, you're lying, and that's a bad sign for you! Anyway, you're still bothering us with pubertal nonsense! To write a mature and serious person |!
off .6. think what you want, I'm not interested. I just want advice nothing else. !!
I think you should move forward;)
Think for yourself. Let him snap his fingers in Spain (arrrrrrriba: D) ,, but you can't wait for him forever, act with the new one, try anyway, .. you don't lose anything
First correct my spelling, my girl, that you are illiterate, then try to find a boyfriend. You forget that getting married will not be an endless party with alcohol and a lot of sex, but you will also have to file. Where does the money come from? From dad and mom?