When I first met her I told myself: "Aren't those sparkling eyes the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Her modesty, her smile and open and sincere glance made me hold my breath, and then I just began to speak. I was telling her the story of my life and she just was smiling and looking at me...
And so began our relationship. We used to walk in the park, she used to come to my work and then we both were walking through the whole city and talking about everything. We were writing sms's to each other, giving each other beautiful cards, and there was no phrase without "I love you", "you're my only one", "I can't live without you"...
I started to fall in love because I saw my girl was truly loving me. I began to write more and more sweet messages to her, but her love revelations began to come rarer. And soon after our trip to the lake she confessed to me that she didn't love me anymore and would like to stay friends, though she said she hadn't found any substitute for