Facebook: old Love, new love, not to

There are people still said: "women all my life, go find a handsome Prince but will eventually choose the one you have stable jobs". And because he is not a person like you, giddy, salaries three piles of three, much love to you guys made me scared to think about the future, even, I also didn't think to issue her earnest, also could be because of the age of the child, the woman's daughter had then so, we decided to stop for each person can find someone more suitable. I'm looking for a mature man and more stable. Shortly after the breakup, I found such a person and decided to go to marriage is staggering. My husband than I was eight years old, it was a very successful man spoil your wife, but perhaps in life nothing is perfect, due to age away from each other pretty much should these argue the point that occurs regularly. He is not a man "passionately" about how busy work for bedding, while age also are in "the other side of the slope", different from what I expected and I have ever had was ...

Facebook is where the old affection.

Like many other women, facebook is my second life, here I find new information, delight doing what I want because my husband doesn't like socialnetworks, should I as the momentum of freedom. Then I saw an old love on the net, that's your freedom now is still there, but now he goes in the direction of art, becoming a photographer and has had a certain success, next to you could be a lot of young girls adore. Still, the shape is still what most beautiful lively and we found their first love and intense burning in me, cause I can never resist the message for him the lines asking news via facebook, and have telepathy, he answered right away and say that you're naturally remember me. The message goes through, go back, we see another café.

It is true that the old situation not pendulous also to women, always weak ahead of the past, and I. The day before parting, I still know that I love you, but I don't have faith in the "handsome Prince", but if you're of now maybe things were different. Then what must come also to, emotions turn into action, we plunge into each other to satisfy the desire and longing. With you, I feel so happy.

But when back home, seeing her husband along small children, I could not grip the crush and tears, in I are a struggle between true love and a stable life that I want. Then relax, I again see that maybe let him live with what she wants, happiness is something generic, I just love only is not enough. Love is not meant to be living together.

The next day, I tag facebook.=