Sunday, March 3, 2013

There Were Two Lovers Who Decided To End Their Relationship.After Many Years When The Boy Got Married,His Ex G.F Approached Him 'n Said:"How Dare You Use My Favorite Color As The Theme Of Your Wedding ..!How Dare You Use My Favorite Flowers As Youe Decoration!How Dare You Set The Date I Proposed You As Your WeddingDay n How Dare You Use Our Song ForThe Ceremony ??The Boy Cried'n Said"Because This Is The Only WayI Could Pretend To My Heart ThatI'm Getting Married To YOU. ;(Thumbs Up If You Like ♥


Daniel and Jasmine are sitting alone in the park one night.... Daniel: I guess we are the left overs in this world Jasmine: I think so... All of my friends have boyfriends and we are only the 2 persons left in this world with out any special person in our life Daniel: Yes I don't know what to do Jasmine: I know! We'll play a game Daniel: What game? Jasmine: i'll be your girl friend. and you will be my boy friend Daniel: That's a great plan in fact i don't have nothing to do much this following weeks... DAY 1: They watch their first movie and they both touched in a romantic film DAY 4: They went to the beach and have a picnic... Daniel and Jasmine have their quality time together DAY 12: Daniel invited Jasmine to a circus and they ride on a Horror House.... ... Jasmine was scared and she touched Daniel's hand but she touched someone else's hand and they both laughed... DAY 15: They saw a fortune teller down the road and they asked for their future advice and the fortune teller said: "My darling, Please don't waste the time of your life... SPend the rest of your time together happily" Then tears flow out from the teller's eye DAY 20: Jasmine invited Daniel to go to the hill and they saw a meteor... Jasmine mumbled something DAY 28: They sat on the bus and because of a bumby road Jasmine gave her first kiss to Daniel by accident DAY 29: 11:37pm Jasmine and Daniel sat in the park where they first decided to play this game... Daniel: I'm tired Jasmine... Do you want any drinks? I'll buy you one.. I'll just go down the road Jasmine: Apple Juice that's all Daniel: Wait for me.... 20mins later... a stranger approached Jasmine Stranger: Are you a friend of Daniel? Jasmine: Why yes? What happened? Stranger: A reckless drunken driver ran over daniel and he is critical in the hospital 11:57pm The doctor went out of the emergency room and he handed out an apple juice and a letter Doctor: We found this in daniel's pocket Jasmine reads the letter and it says: Jasmine, This past few days, i realized you are a really cute girl and i am really falling for you.. Your cherish smile your everything when we played this game..... Before this game would end... I would like you to to be my friend for the rest of my life.... I love you Jasmine.... Jasmine crumples the paper and shouted: "Daniel ! i don't want you to die... I love you... Remember that night when we saw a meteor, I mumbled something... I mumbled that I wish we would be together forever and never end this game. Please don't leave me Daniel.... I love you! You cannot do this to me!" Then the clock strikes 12 Danial's Heart Stop Pumping. The 30th day was end.


7000 Miles Away From Happiness, My Japanese Princess. It all started with a friend request over facebook, i added her and from that very moment i was attracted to her which i didn't act on as i had felt it before but this time it was different. For the first few months we didn't really talk so much just a few comments to each other here and there until one day she commented my picture asking if it was really me, in truth when i saw the notification i was hoping she had wrote about my looks. Her English was not so good so when she wrote about finding English hard i thought this is my chance to talk with her more so i offered to help and that was when i felt my first connection with her, she said she loved talking to me and i said the feeling was mutual so from then on we seemed to talk every other day even to the point that i would wait up until 4am just to talk with her (my excuse was i couldn't sleep but in reality i could hardly keep my eyes open). We talked more and more until eventually it seemed like we only had facebook to talk to one another but we never really showed feelings for one another we just seemed to always say how much we loved talking together and inside i was dying to tell her that i had fallen for her in a way i had never felt for anyone though i had never even met her, the day of realisation came after about 8 or 9 months of continuously talking a girl wrote to me declaring her love and we talked a little but i said unfortunately i was in love with someone and she asked who i said it was a girl from Japan but i said i couldn't say because she was on my facebook so she would see and the relationship i had with her was the closest i thought i could get so i didn't want to ruin it. She had read through this conversation and sent me a private message asking who it was that i loved and i really didn't want to say but then i thought she would have had to click on this and read through the conversation so maybe she felt jealous that this girl had said it so then i decided it was time to risk what i had with her and tell her how i felt, when i told her she said she couldn't believe someone like me could love her..... she thought i was a bad boy and that she would never have a chance with someone like me and said she had loved me since the first day we talked and then my heart just exploded with joy. I couldn't believe we both had the same connection and that she had loved me for the same length of time, i was ecstatic at the thought of finally loving someone and she loved me too. The exact date was July 10th 2010 that we officially became a couple and announced it to our growing list of mutual friends and to the amazement of my friends that i knew personally, they couldn't believe that i was in a relationship with someone i had never met but nobody could take this feeling from me or understand it. We talked so much using Skype and sending letters with our perfumes on so we could get some personal feeling from one another, we always talked about the day we would meet and she was very disappointed because in March 2011 i said i would come to visit her but unfortunately i hadn't saved enough money to go because i was paid a very low wage so it was hard, then our time came in August we finally met and the second i saw her in the airport i felt so shy but also i knew i loved her. I had never flown before and i was scared because i was about to board a plane and fly for nearly 24 hours with stops in Dubai, i was alone but none of it mattered because i was going to see the girl i had loved for over a year. In person she was far more beautiful than any picture i had seen and she was so tall which is good because im 6ft4in and i was concerned she would look so small that i would be uncomfortable with it, i didnt even feel tired when i saw her though i had been awake for the last 32 hours with travelling and stop offs and we went to subway to get something to eat but i couldn't have anything i felt sick from nerves and wondering if she still loved me. Those questions were soon answered..... we got on a bus for an hours journey to her home and she grabbed me and in a very cute but scared, trembling voice she asked if she could hold my hand and i felt so good. She whispered to me she loved me and asked if i still loved her too to which i replied "I love you more now than i have ever loved you my princess" i could see the tear form in her eye but she wiped it away and at that moment i almost cried myself but i held it back. We held hands and took pictures of us together while on the bus and we soon arrived in her city, we then had a 20 minute wait for the next bus to take us too her house. We went and found a quiet area we could sit and thats when we had our first kiss, i could tell she was nervous her lips almost dried up the second we kissed and her body shook and then i got a feeling i had never experienced.... my heart surged and i felt almost like i would pass out, we kissed a few more times then boarded the bus to her home... we held hands again all the way to her home. Now the scariest part came.... i had to meet her mom! I was scared as we have 10 years age difference and i was sure she would hate me, i have tattoos which in Japan they are not very accepted so i did have worries she would not even make the effort to like me. She loved me after just one day and her cat (which is very unwelcoming to male visitors) loved me too which surprised her mom and my girlfriend, i was the only man her cat had ever liked and her mom said she can sense your good heart which made me so happy because i had been accepted immediately. The next 2 weeks of my life were the happiest ever, we visited so many beautiful sights but the one that sticks in my mind is her smile when we hugged and kissed.... i cried every night when i got in the shower because i knew i had to leave again but i didn't want her to see this i wanted her to enjoy every second though i was hurting. I had so much fun with her we went for a beautiful romantic meal and the view we had was amazing i wasn't rich but i was happy to spend every penny making her happy and i even met some of her friends and they loved that i was so tall and strong, everyone seemed to like me so i couldn't be happier... things are easier when you are accepted by everyone who matters so i felt there and then that this is the girl i want to spend the rest of my life with i had never felt so much love for someone before. Then the day came where i had to leave, her mom wanted to take us for our last meal together and then she would drive me too the airport with her. I cried as soon as i got in the car but she comforted me and even her mom looked sad but they told me to stop as we were going for a meal so they didnt want me to feel embarassed for crying in the restaurant, we finished the meal and while we waited outside for her mom to go to the toilet and pay the bill we sat and kissed in the moonlight. I got in the car knowing my next stop would be the airport and from that second i cried so much my body was shaking and i kept telling her "I cant go... i cant go!" I couldn't stop crying and i held her so tightly for the entire journey, i knew she was being strong for me i could see she was sad but she wouldn't show me until we arrived at the airport.... i checked in my luggage and we stood together for the last 15 minutes before i had to go through security (i was pushing it but i couldn't leave her) we shared a long hug and then took a picture of us sharing our last kiss together :'( she watched me as i walked away and she was crying so hard as was i :'( i turned and waved as i went down the escalator and my heart sank i knew i was going and couldn't hold her again for some time. I cried for about 3 hours on the plane until i literally ran out of tears i felt so sad... how could i be going away from the girl i loved so much!?!?!?! Now im back in England and we have had some arguments but still we pull through everything but currently im unemployed and i wanted to spend christmas with her but now that looks impossible and next year she is so busy that she isn't sure we can get time together because her uni is so important and i want her to have a good future so i understand this but my god i wish i could see her again :( All i can say is though....... i will always love her no matter what happens, she will always be my princess until the day i die and even in the next life i will still love her ♥


I am 25 years old and I live in Boston, MA and I am currently enlisted in the Service. My boyfriend lives in California. We have been in an LDR for about a year and a half, and it never gets any easier. I get deployed quite often and usually for long periods of time. I thought having an LDR would be hard enough but when you know that after deployment you are still coming home to an empty home, it hurts. My boyfriend moved out to Cali to be with him family after he served 4 years in the service as well. I didn't think it would be that hard to keep it together, but as time passes, it gets even harder than I ever could have imagined. With my deployments it makes it difficult for us to see each other because I never know how long I will be away for, so when I do come back, we have to purchase last minute flights that, you all know, is very expensive. With the military pay and my boyfriend's being self-employed we don't make enough to buy last minute tickets all the time, so we try to wait it out until we can't stand it anymore. When I am home and we are not together, my heart hurts. I love him more than I ever thought I could love someone, and I will give every inch of my power to keep us together until we can finally not be apart anymore. We do little things when I am home to keep our mind off of the distance, like play games online or watch movies together. We also each have a journal that we each write in when I am deployed about our thoughts, or our days or anything we would discuss on the phone. When we finally get to see each other we each swap the journals and read them to each other. It really helps, because I know that he misses me as much as I miss him when I am away. I never thought that we would ever have made it through this long. I hear so many sad stories about people giving up on their LDR. DONT! If you love them, it is worth it. My boyfriend reassures me that if we can get through this challenge, we can get through anything. LDR's have more than most relationships, communication. Most couples cry if they are away for a few days, try it for a few months or years, to us LDR'ers.. that is normal. Stay strong, don't give up! I know that it isn't going to be forever! —



♥ A girl was sitting on a chair at the gas station she worked at. She looked up and saw her boyfriend walk in. As he was looking at snacks, a man walked in and pointed a gun at her. He had been admiring her ring her boyfriend had given to her as a token of his love. When he asked her to give it to him, she said no. Her boyfriend looked up just in time to see her shot. He ran over to the killer and beat him over the head with a hammer that was for sale. Then he ran and called 911. When the ambulance came, he was sobbing uncontrollably near his girlfriend. The doctor came over and felt for her pulse. Then he stood up and said she was still alive. Later at the hospital, as he was sitting beside her, he asked"Why didn't you just give him the ring?" and then she softly spoke"Because when you gave it to me, you said it was part of your love for me and I knew if I gave him the ring, I would lose that love." The next day, she was pronounced dead :'(


A girl in love asked her boyfriend. Girl: Tell me. Who do you love most in this world? Boy: You, of course! Girl: In your heart, what am I to you? The boy thought for a moment and looked intently in her eyes and said, "You are my rib. It was said that God saw that Adam was lonely, during his sleep, God took one of Adam's rib and created Eve. Every man has been searching for his missing rib, only when you find the woman of your life, you'll no longer feel the lingering ache in your heart." After their wedding, the couple had a sweet and happy life for a while. However, the youthful couple began to drift apart due to the busy schedule of life and the never-ending worries of daily problems, their life became mundane. All the challenges posed by the harsh realities of life began to gnaw away their dreams and love for each other. The couple began to have more quarrels and each quarrel became more heated. One day, after the quarrel, the girl ran out of the house. At the opposite side of the road, she shouted, "You don't love me!" The boy hated her childishness and out of impulse, retorted, "Maybe, it was a mistake for us to be together! You were never my missing rib!" Suddenly, she turned quiet and stood there for a long while. He regretted what he said but words spoken are like thrown away water, you can never take it back. With tears, she went home to pack her things and was determined in breaking-up. Before she left the house, "If I'm really not your missing rib, please let me go." She continued, "It is less painful this way. Let us go on our separate ways and search for our own partners." Five years went by... He never remarried but he had tried to find out about her life indirectly. She had left the country and back. She had married a foreigner and divorced. He felt anguished that she never waited for him. In the dark and lonely night, he lit his cigarette and felt the lingering ache in his heart. He couldn't bring himself to admit that he was missing her. One day, they finally met. At the airport, a place where there were many reUNI0Ns and good byes. He was going away on a business trip. She was standing there alone, with just the security door separating them. She smiled at him gently. Boy: How are you? Girl: I'm fine. How about you? Have you found your missing rib? Boy: No. Girl: I'll be flying to New York in the next flight. Boy: I'll be back in 2 weeks time. Give me a call when you are back. You know my number. Nothing has changed. With a smile, she turned around and waved good bye. Good bye... One week later, he heard of her death. She had perished in New York, in the event that shocked the world. Midnight, once again, he lit his cigarette. And like before, he felt the lingering ache in his heart. He finally knew. She was the missing rib that he had carelessly broken. Sometimes, people say things out of moments of fury. Most often than not, the outcome could be disastrous and detrimental. We vent our frustrations 99% at our loved ones. And even though we know that we ought to "think twice and act wisely", it's often easier said than done. Things happen each day, many of which are beyond our control. Let us treasure every moment and everyone in our lives. Tomorrow may never come. Give and accept what you have today.


Girl: hey baby, happy birthday Boy: hey babe , and thank you (: Girl: I'll be at your house at 7:30pm Boy: okay babe, you promise? Girl: yeah, I promise. I love you so much.. no matter what happens. Boy: I love you too. I am going to cook for our dinner (: Girl: okay baby (: Exactly 7:30, girl does not arrive... 1 hour goes by. 8:30 and the girl arrives.... Boy: hey babe.. What took you so long? Girl: *hugs him*, sorry. There was a lot of traffic. Boy: Its okay as long as you are here (: I bet you're hungry. They went to dinner and ate and talked... *boy phone rings* *Its the girls mom* Boy: hello Girls mom: ( crying ) son, I have to tell you something I am in the hospital right now my daughter just passed out. Boy: ha? What are you talking about? Girls mom: ( crying ) she was in a car crash a "hour ago" she did not make it. Boy: "shocked" looks at his girl. The girl is in the dark holding a candle saying "Baby, I did not break my promise.." Who else thinks this is sad? ♥


A touching love story that might make you cry" 10th Grade : As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called 'best friend'. I stared at her long, silky hair,and wished she was mine. But she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before. I handed them to her. She said 'thanks' and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. 11th grade : The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone, So I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go home. She looked at me, said 'thanks' and gave me a kiss on the cheek.. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends,I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. Senior year : One fine day she walked to my locker. "My date is sick" she said, "he's not gonna go" well, I didn't have adate, and in 7th grade, we made apromise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as 'best friends'. So we did. That night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step. I stared at her as She smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. Then she said- "I had the best time,thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. Iwant to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. Graduation : A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it wasgraduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine-but she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said- 'you're my best friend, thanks' and gave me a kiss on the cheek. Iwant to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. Marriage : Now I sit in the pews of the church.That girl is getting marriednow. and drive off to her new life,married to another man. I wantedher to be mine, but she didn't see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said 'you came!'. She said 'thanks' and kissed me on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends,I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. Death : Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to bemy 'best friend'. At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read: 'I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn't notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that Idon't want to be just friends, I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me !. ........'I wish I did too'........ I thought to my self, and I cried. Hit LIKE and write, "I WISH I DID"


Unconditional Love...(A Sad Love Story) There was once a guy who was very much in love with his girl. This romantic guy folded 1,000 pieces of paper cranes as a gift to his girl. Although, at that time he was just a small fry in his company, his future doesn't seem too bright, they were very happy together. Until one day, his girl told him she was going to Paris and will never come back. She also told him that she couldn't visualize any future for the both of them, so let 's go their own ways there and then... Heartbroken, the guy agreed. But when he regained his confidence, he worked hard day and night, slogging his body and mind just to make something out of him. Finally with all these hard work and with the help of friends, this guy had set up his own company... "You never fail until you stop trying." One rainy day, while this guy was driving, he saw an elderly couple sharing an umbrella in the rain walking to some destination. Even with the umbrella, they were still drenched. It didn't take him long to realize those were his girl's parents. With a heart at getting back at them, he drove slowly beside the couple, wanting them to spot him in his luxury sedan. He wanted them to know that he wasn't the same anymore, he had his own company, car, condo, etc. He made it! Before the guy can realize, the couple was walking towards a cemetery, and he got out of his car and followed them...and he saw his girl, a photograph of her smiling sweetly as ever at him from her tombstone... and he saw his paper cranes beside her... Her parents saw him. He asked them why this had happened. They explained, she did not leave for France at all. She was ill with cancer. She had believed that he would make it someday, but she did not want to be his obstacle ... therefore she had chose to leave him... "Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have." She had wanted her parents to put his paper cranes beside her,because, if the day comes when fate brings him to her again... he can take some of those back with him... "Once you have loved, you will always love. For what's in your mind may escape but what's in your heart will remain forever." "Find time to realize that there is one person who mean so much to you, for you might wake up one morning losing that person whom you thought meant nothing to you." The guy just wept ... The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them but knowing you can't have them...


In June of 2011, Aiden (my then-boyfriend) and I signed our first lease together. “It’s now or never,” we thought, rushing into cohabitation after less than a year of dating. If only I had considered his cracked clear plastic chalice drinkware or realized his attachment to his wardrobe (that consisted mainly of very, very ugly Hawaiian shirts), I might have reconsidered moving in with him so soon. But we were in love with each other and the townhouse we found in the suburbs of Washington, D.C.: three bedrooms, two-and-a-half baths, three levels, end unit with attached garage, patio, pretty dark wood floors, and and and… So we did what anybody desperate to have a more spacious home would do; we signed a lease and moved in. We had it all, a happy, adorable life, complete with a wood-burning fireplace. From the start, it looked like it would be a good year in our first place together. But the decline of our happiness didn’t take long. He would hog the TV; I would break things when I got mad at him. He would block the driveway and I would keep him up at night. He would say mean things to me; I would lock myself into the bedroom and tell him to shut up. This went on for months, a testimony to the fact that, put simply, we weren’t ready to be living together. By February, we had had enough of this and decided to call it quits on each other. Yeah, happy Valentine's Day to you, too. We were tired of arguing, tired of having to apologize for being ourselves, the selves we didn’t see when we each had our own separate apartments. With four months to go until June, it was official: our relationship had expired before our lease did. Naturally, one of the first things we discussed was who was going to keep the house. He wanted to stay. I didn’t want to go. It was an ugly situation. We both thought that the “right thing” to do would be to finish our lease together. A number of factors weighed into that decision: finances, convenience -- plus, who wants to have to move twice within the same year? It was a big enough place, after all. “Just don’t get mad at me and take off one day,” he said. “That would totally screw me over. And don’t bring any new people over here, okay?” I said yes and he agreed to those same terms. With that, Aiden moved into the guest bedroom and gained control of our office, and I stayed in the master with the en suite. How hard could it be? Answer: pretty flippin’ hard. You see, there were times that we sort of simply forgot that we were no longer dating. Once, I was alarmed when a cabinet door was moving all on its own, and called him in to observe it. (I’m convinced that ghosts are real, OK?) He wrapped his arms around me like he might have done when he was my boyfriend, then, remembering our situation, awkwardly walked away. And when my cat, Nollie (beloved by all humans), ran away on my birthday, Aiden was right there with me on the search, posting flyers around the neighborhood and opening up the dishwasher and oven just to make sure Nollie hadn’t somehow crawled in there. More than once, he slipped up and called me “sweetheart” or “cupcake” before remembering that we were no longer coupled up. I guess it felt easy and natural to default into the way we once were when we were together. It was second nature sometimes. And then there were times that we were painfully aware that we weren’t together anymore, like when I’d get dressed up to go out with friends or the new guy I’d been seeing. I’d come down the stairs in a new dress with my makeup done and he’d see how good I looked, get jealous, and say something like, “Why wouldn’t you ever try to look that nice when we were together?” And he didn’t mean it to be a compliment. Living with someone you used to love (and still kind of do) is difficult. After I started seeing someone new, I tried to hide it from Aiden, even though I had every God-given right to see whomever I wanted. But I respected him and I didn’t want to hurt his feelings. In order to spare his ego, I took to making up excuses for why I was traipsing in at 11 the morning after being out with my new guy, though I’m sure my messy hair and day-old outfit kept him from being fooled. I would put my phone on silent when he was home so he wouldn’t have to hear the sounds of the new guy texting me at all hours. It was like I was walking around on eggshells in my own house. The absolute worst thing about continuing to live with someone after the relationship is finished is that you rob yourself of the time that’s needed to really get over it. You delay that “focus-on-yourself time” during which healing and reflection are supposed to take place, where you develop or get back into a hobby and learn to stand on your own two feet again. I hate clichés, like when people say, “Hindsight is 20/20.” Same goes for what they say about moving in with someone too soon (and how you’re not supposed to do it). But it’s true. Looking back, I’ve figured out where I went wrong. We didn’t know each other’s takes on such stupid things as how loud is too loud to walk around in the house when not wearing shoes. These things seem completely irrelevant, until you have to live with someone, have to share a house with them, have to have their presence around you 100% of the time. So word to the wise: Just make sure you’re okay with all of it (literally all of it) being in your face 24/7 before you agree to live with someone for a year. Because you could end up stuck with the foot-clomper after the love is gone.