Love Is Beautiful Even When Not Together

We have known each other for four years. That day, I was a bank student, he was a mechanical engineer. He was my first love.
Our love is pure and beautiful. Two people love each other wholeheartedly

. I went from a young lady who only knows how to learn, somewhat selfish, but to a different person. I practice cooking, love my family more, and sacrifice more. He went from a somewhat lazy or sleepy person, even unable to eat .



. to a workaholic, self-caring person. My house is on fire, he fixes. Broken computer, I carried it to him. He was sick and could not go to school, I took notes for him (he was in graduate school). He was busy not to welcome his mother to visit, I went to pick him up . .



Love is sharing every day, for the two of them to progress and be more successful.
Remember the rainy season in Saigon, the two of them went to find pancakes in the rain. Everywhere he goes, he carries me with him, making it a typical trailer. No matter what happened, I kept hugging him tightly, covering this face with his back. Remember the times when two children lay down listening to a song, telling each other stories that they have never told anyone since they were young.
Wherever you go, whatever you do makes me worry. He often works far away, I stay home to count the days and count the months. Every time I see him back safely, I am happy, no more needed.




Love keeps growing. He became an integral part of my life. When he fell on the soccer field, my heart hurt like cutting. Or when he gets drunk, I run to carry him (he weighs only 60 kg). My eye is bad. What you buy for me is ugly, and expensive. Yet, he still thoughtfully, wearing the sun, the rain and bought me a bear, a shirt, or a pair of socks to bring warm legs. I think I'm the happiest person in the world.




Everything is peaceful. He misunderstood me when he saw me sitting in a coffee shop with a friend of the opposite sex, when on Facebook chatting with you, I said I was bored with my lover (actually just a temporary emotion). Then the rotation of work and tutoring made me unable to take care of him more. Large and small misunderstandings and impatient impulses push us apart. Both cried a lot.
5 months later, he got married. I heartbreaking. He said he missed someone during a drunk and she got pregnant.



You are responsible for the girl. I'm hurt. I do not blame him, on the contrary, I am even more worried when I know that the person you marry is a girl from the same hometown, does not study much, does not work. A girl who had just known him for a month slept with him. I worry when that love is not understood and cultivated, whether he will be happy. After getting married, many times he cried texting me, contacting me, he was not happy.
I still miss his parents, I still hope to see them again because in my heart I have loved and respected them. I have a prosperous life but lack of love, when I meet the two, I feel like a child for the first time.



Whether it's just a reminder or the act of bringing food into the cup, the two of you touched me very much. When I saw them off to my hometown, I cried at the station, feeling goodbye for the first time.
It had been two years since it had happened. In my heart I still love you so much. The more you love, the more you dare not contact him. I fear that I will be a threat to your family happiness. I'm afraid I will cry when I hear that voice. I am afraid that you and your wife will suffer the same broken and broken pain that you and I used to be.



Sometimes he still communicates via email, social networks, sharing about his life, about his son, about dreams ... I cry again. Maybe I loved you too much?
I still worry every time he goes on business, whether it is safe on the road or not to forget anything. When it comes to the mango season, the avocado season - two fruits you like - I wonder if anyone bought it for you? Do you remember to wear a scarf or a shirt when it gets windy? But I can't reply to him, dare not contact him anymore.
Love is still beautiful even when not together. I feel pain when I think about him.



I met him in dreams, saw him and his son playing, I saw that smile, a smile that never opened teeth for fear of bad. It hurt me to hear him say unhappy; he and his wife still have many points that cannot sympathize and understand each other; that he remembers the song "The Boat and the Sea" - our love song.
People, apart from love, are also responsible for their family and society. It is not possible for the selfishness of adults to leave children alone and needy. I am a child growing up in such circumstances, in a lack of affection. I understand that feeling, so I dare not do anything that could hurt his family.
Now you are the boat and I am the sea. The sea is noisy and peaceful too.



The sea is quiet and tolerant. No matter what you do, I will always forgive, ignore everything. The boat does not go anywhere, will forever be in the sea only. Love forever.
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