When I was 9 years old, I fell in love with a fellow church member. It was 3 years during which I experienced the infamous “platonic love” (not so platonic because I told everyone).
I thought I was going to die for loving someone he doesn’t like so much (luckily he doesn’t like me, he’d be a 13-year-old boy who’d like to date a 9-year-old).
- I once saw a clip on TV and wanted to do the same thing.
- When I found the opportunity.
- Looked it in the eye.
- Said “like you.
- ” and ran around thinking he’d run after me.
- Take me by the arm and kiss me.
- But then I ran.
- He didn’t do anything.
- I tripped and I fell to the ground like a loving sack of potatoes (it’s a light story.
- The one in the water tank is much worse).
- Die?.
When I was 15 I fell in love and dated a 26-year-old man, it was one of the best experiences of my short life, the adrenaline went up when I was with him, I felt it in Katy Perry’s video, I felt so alive and so complete. I was a lucky girl to meet you. For the obvious reasons, we broke up and thought I was going to die.
When I was 16, I was dating a 17-year-old boy, we were from the same church, young, romantic (even, every time we were in the service, he would get up to drink water and bring me some water. ! S2).
She said we’d get married, we planned a lot of things together, but one day I found out she had another girlfriend besides me and she broke up with him for me. In your words, “Then, my dear, do we join a consortium?. It was the most independent movie ending of my life. I put sad music on my helmet, lay down on the floor of the room and cried in the fetal position. I thought I was going to die?
At 17, things were different, I promised myself I’d never be Muggle again!Then I fell in love. He gave me the cutest gifts in the world, gave me boxes of chocolates, my favorite writer’s book and I went to see his first girlfriend (the date request was beautiful) We met in high school and thought it would be forever. but when we finished school, he had to go to Sao Paulo to live with his father and go to college. I thought I was going to die?
By the age of 20 I was already fully committed to failure, my motto was “bad luck in love and luck in money. “Then I met someone, I was 30 at the time, first he was my friend, we talked about politics, philosophy and religion, he had died out of love much more than I did.
He was a divorced man with children fighting for a better future. I learned valuable lessons from him, learned that jealousy is not synonymous with love but desire for possession, and those he loves cannot stand. Love is not jealous. I learned to resolve conflicts by talking or silencing, not knocking me on the floor of the room.
When we finished I didn’t think I was going to die, on the contrary, it was like finishing a school year in grade school, we left footprints on the classmates’ T-shirts, celebrated everything we spent together and missed the good times, but never the sadness. I’m not dead.
I didn’t die yesterday and I won’t die tomorrow, but I learned valuable things from all that.
1) I was a teenage performance 2) Horn is like a consortium, at some point we are considered 3) No one dies of passion 4) I had 7 lives, and now I only have 3 to die 5) Dying from love is not a defeat, it is a rebirth.