Disabled lips, I'd always been the husband refused to kiss

In contrast to you, I am a poor girl, clown, came in a blue country flood. Not only that, I was a woman not perfect when my lips are not fully round, heal like other normal people. This is the trail once the childhood accident when I been run under flood you learn to ride a bicycle.

Which, because of the poor House so family homes I have taken the bike that goes. See you in the neighborhood who learned to ride, I sneak away your parents out of the House run by them to be them "alms" to borrow a slice to file away. And then once we get to know it, the new loan, I enjoy so much pedal engrossed summer noon sunshine. And then "call" one, I find myself falling roll out the land. When the stand is up, I looked around the whole blood is blood. The flood you panic took me home.

I was my parents put into the infirmary. The situation is not what the danger is only my mouth will not be back as before anymore because 7 stitches pulling xếch up my upper lip. Since then, I always see the inferiority of myself. I do not dare to socialize, meet friends for fear they would laugh at cooking, will touch my pain.

I never, never even thinking of going there. In the Centre of the idea, I'd always thought herself ugly so no one will ever love me. The future husband of the model I am sure is a cleft lips, navel convex guy that somehow.And then I met you. He has made me believe that fate has smiled to me when people love me quite comprehensive. I love and I came up with a heartfelt way, no color, no deception. I have nothing to blame him, as there is nothing to complain about. However, my happiness will definitely more whole if ...

I remember the first time, and maybe that was the last time I was kissing him is when he found love with me. , We had one evening extremely romantic and memorable. I have manually placed candles into a heart shape and name. When I go to appointment, I was there from time to time. Fast as lightning, he flicked my hand on my heart is burning and then knelt down my marriage proposal.

Out to say how happy I was. I nodded agreeing without even thinking, prejudice. In the brilliant fire of hundreds of candles, I've put up my lips a kiss really mild, real fast. No deep Kiss, not so long as I imagine that just enough so I could feel the soft environment of the coast.

Later that day, we officially became the love of each other but never would he kiss me. The times go out with you, you look at, adjacent to the other couple hugging, kissing an idyllic way, I also desire to be like them. However, the time, when I try to close his lips, lips are elusive by hugging me tightly. Though very like to but though I did all the way, even getting past the anger, but he still can't take these aggressor contingency kissing me.

During the wedding ceremony, too, though friends both sides pressed kiss you just kiss my cheeks get up that contingency. This makes me sad and angry. Night, I cried a lot. Not because you're dealing with me because even in new life wedding once I hesitate no "alms" for me to take the kiss.

Not a few times you're enlisting her work, I tried to steal a kiss, even sexual kiss him but failed. Keep I approached you in anticipation and then make the face of nasty grimace I abandon. I don't understand why you always for good with me, care about me a little bit but once li once each a simple "Kiss my wife every day" he could not do.

Many times, because of the upset, plus the hostility when her husband refused, not for the Kiss, I was loudly with her husband. Don't know the couple I was angry with each other many times just because something doesn't deserve this, but where's the anger still in there, he still "lazy" is even not always forget to kiss his wife.

Until now I also don't copy explains why he loves me, treated me is life, is your destiny but you treat me as such. Don't you love me, grab me but still could not accept being ugly lips. What do I do to my husband out for mood and thinking now?=