My husband is an engineer, I love its natural and I love the warm feeling that comes in my heart when I leaned on his broad shoulders.
Three years of courtship, and two years of marriage, I must admit, that I began to feel tired, the reason I love her first 2 have been transformed into something dull.
I am a sentimental woman and right-2 sensitive and sentimental. I missed romantic moments like a child who wants candy. But all that I never got. My husband is far different from what I expected. His taste less sensitive. And inability to create a romantic atmosphere in our marriage has been failed all my hopes will be an ideal love.
One day, I ventured to tell him my decision, that I wanted a divorce. “Why?”, He asked with surprise. “I’m tired, you can never give the love I want”
He was silent and pensive throughout the night in front of the computer, it looks as if he were doing something, but it is not. My disappointment grew, a man who can not even express their feelings, what else can I expect from him? And finally he asked, “What can I do to change your mind?”.
I looked into her eyes and replied softly, “I have a question, if you can find the answer in my heart, I will change my mind:
If I like a beautiful flower in the cliff of the mountain and we both know that if you climb the mountain, you will die. Are you going to do it for me? “He mused, and finally said,” I’ll give the answer tomorrow. “
My heart immediately upset to hear the response. The next morning, he was not at home, and I found a piece of paper with handwriting under a glass of warm milk that said ….
“Honey, I’m not going to take that interest you, but allow
me to explain why. “The first sentence of this break my heart. I continue to read it.
“You can type in the computer and always disrupt the program in its PCs and eventually crying in front of the monitor, I have to give my finger in order to help and improve the program.”
“You always forget your keys when you leave the house, and I have to give my legs so I could break the door, and opened the door for you when he came home.”.
“You like to go for 2 out of town but always stray in new places that you visit, I had to wait at home to be able to give my eyes to direct you.”
“You’re always sore-2 at the time ‘your best friend’ to come each month, and I have to give my hand to massage your feet are sore.”
“You like to stay home, and I always worry you will be ‘weird’. And I have to buy something that can entertain you at home or lend my tongue to tell funny things that I experienced.”
“You’re always staring at your computer, reading books and that’s not good for the health of your eyes, I must keep my eyes when we are old so later, “
“My hands will hold your hand, guide you through the beach, enjoying the morning sun and the beautiful sand. Telling-2 flower colors shining and beautiful like a beautiful face”.
“But my dear, I’m not going to take the flowers to die. Because, I could not see tears flowing cried my death.”
“My dear, I know, there are many people who could love you more than I love you.”
“For that love, if all that has given my hands, my legs, my eyes, not enough for you. I could not help you find the hands, feet, and the other eye can be happy.”
My tears fell on his writing and makes the ink is blurred, but I still try to read it. “And now, my dear, you’ve read my answer selasai. If you are satisfied with all these answers, and still want to live in this house, please open the door of our house, I was standing there waiting for your answer.”
“If you are not satisfied, my dear, let me in to clean up my things, and I’m not going to complicate your life. Believe me, if you’re happy.”.
I immediately ran to open the door and saw him standing in front of the door with a curious face while his hand holding my favorite milk and bread.
Oh, now I know, no one has ever loved me more than he loves me.
That love, when we feel love it has faded from our hearts because we feel he can not give love in ways that we want, then love is actually present in another form that we never imagined.
Often what we need is to understand the manifestation of love from our spouse, and not expect a particular form.
Three years of courtship, and two years of marriage, I must admit, that I began to feel tired, the reason I love her first 2 have been transformed into something dull.
I am a sentimental woman and right-2 sensitive and sentimental. I missed romantic moments like a child who wants candy. But all that I never got. My husband is far different from what I expected. His taste less sensitive. And inability to create a romantic atmosphere in our marriage has been failed all my hopes will be an ideal love.
One day, I ventured to tell him my decision, that I wanted a divorce. “Why?”, He asked with surprise. “I’m tired, you can never give the love I want”
He was silent and pensive throughout the night in front of the computer, it looks as if he were doing something, but it is not. My disappointment grew, a man who can not even express their feelings, what else can I expect from him? And finally he asked, “What can I do to change your mind?”.
I looked into her eyes and replied softly, “I have a question, if you can find the answer in my heart, I will change my mind:
If I like a beautiful flower in the cliff of the mountain and we both know that if you climb the mountain, you will die. Are you going to do it for me? “He mused, and finally said,” I’ll give the answer tomorrow. “
My heart immediately upset to hear the response. The next morning, he was not at home, and I found a piece of paper with handwriting under a glass of warm milk that said ….
“Honey, I’m not going to take that interest you, but allow
me to explain why. “The first sentence of this break my heart. I continue to read it.
“You can type in the computer and always disrupt the program in its PCs and eventually crying in front of the monitor, I have to give my finger in order to help and improve the program.”
“You always forget your keys when you leave the house, and I have to give my legs so I could break the door, and opened the door for you when he came home.”.
“You like to go for 2 out of town but always stray in new places that you visit, I had to wait at home to be able to give my eyes to direct you.”
“You’re always sore-2 at the time ‘your best friend’ to come each month, and I have to give my hand to massage your feet are sore.”
“You like to stay home, and I always worry you will be ‘weird’. And I have to buy something that can entertain you at home or lend my tongue to tell funny things that I experienced.”
“You’re always staring at your computer, reading books and that’s not good for the health of your eyes, I must keep my eyes when we are old so later, “
“My hands will hold your hand, guide you through the beach, enjoying the morning sun and the beautiful sand. Telling-2 flower colors shining and beautiful like a beautiful face”.
“But my dear, I’m not going to take the flowers to die. Because, I could not see tears flowing cried my death.”
“My dear, I know, there are many people who could love you more than I love you.”
“For that love, if all that has given my hands, my legs, my eyes, not enough for you. I could not help you find the hands, feet, and the other eye can be happy.”
My tears fell on his writing and makes the ink is blurred, but I still try to read it. “And now, my dear, you’ve read my answer selasai. If you are satisfied with all these answers, and still want to live in this house, please open the door of our house, I was standing there waiting for your answer.”
“If you are not satisfied, my dear, let me in to clean up my things, and I’m not going to complicate your life. Believe me, if you’re happy.”.
I immediately ran to open the door and saw him standing in front of the door with a curious face while his hand holding my favorite milk and bread.
Oh, now I know, no one has ever loved me more than he loves me.
That love, when we feel love it has faded from our hearts because we feel he can not give love in ways that we want, then love is actually present in another form that we never imagined.
Often what we need is to understand the manifestation of love from our spouse, and not expect a particular form.
My husband is an engineer, I love its natural and I love the warm feeling that comes in my heart when I leaned on his broad shoulders. Three years of courtship, and two years of marriage, I must admit, that I began to feel tired, the reason I love her first 2 have been transformed into something dull.
I am a sentimental woman and right-2 sensitive and sentimental. I missed romantic moments like a child who wants candy. But all that I never got. My husband is far different from what I expected. His taste less sensitive. And inability to create a romantic atmosphere in our marriage has been mementahkan all my hopes will be an ideal love.
One day, I ventured to tell him my decision, that I wanted a divorce. “Why?”, He asked with surprise. “I’m tired, you can never give the love I want”
He was silent and pensive throughout the night in front of the computer, it looks as if he were doing something, but it is not. My disappointment grew, a man who can not even express their feelings, what else can I expect from him? And finally he asked, “What can I do to change your mind?”.
I looked into her eyes and replied softly, “I have a question, if you can find the answer in my heart, I will change my mind:
If I like a beautiful flower in the cliff of the mountain and we both know that if you climb the mountain, you will die. Are you going to do it for me? “He mused, and finally said,” I’ll give the answer tomorrow. “
My heart immediately upset to hear the response. The next morning, he was not at home, and I found a piece of paper with oret-2an hand under a glass of warm milk that said ….
“Honey, I’m not going to take that interest you, but allow
me to explain why. “The first sentence of this break my heart. I continue to read it.
“You can type in the computer and always disrupt the program in its PCs and eventually crying in front of the monitor, I have to give my finger-2 in order to help and improve the program.”
“You always forget your keys when you leave the house, and I have to give my legs so I could break the door, and opened the door for you when he came home.”.
“You like to go for 2 out of town but always stray in new places that you visit, I had to wait at home to be able to give my eyes to direct you.”
“You’re always sore-2 at the time ‘your best friend’ to come each month, and I have to give my hand to massage your feet are sore.”
“You like to stay home, and I always worry you will be ‘weird’. And I have to buy something that can entertain you at home or lend my tongue to tell funny things that I experienced.”
“You’re always staring at your computer, reading books and that’s not good for the health of your eyes, I must keep my eyes when we are old so later, I still can mengguntingkan help ubanmu nails and pluck.”
“My hands will hold your hand, guide you through the beach, enjoying the morning sun and the beautiful sand. Telling-2 flower colors shining and beautiful like a beautiful face”.
“But my dear, I’m not going to take the flowers to die. Because, I could not see tears flowing cried my death.”
“My dear, I know, there are many people who could love you more than I love you.”
“For that love, if all that has given my hands, my legs, my eyes, not enough bagimu.Aku could not help you find the hands, feet, and the other eye can be happy.”
My tears fell on his writing and makes the ink is blurred, but I still try to read it. “And now, my dear, you’ve read my answer selasai. If you are satisfied with all these answers, and still want to live in this house, please open the door of our house, I was standing there waiting for your answer.”
“If you are not satisfied, my dear, let me in to clean up my things, and I’m not going to complicate your life. Believe me, if you’re happy bahagiaku.”.
I immediately ran to open the door and saw him standing in front of the door with a curious face while his hand holding my favorite milk and bread.
Oh, now I know, no one has ever loved me more than he loves me.
That love, when we feel love it has faded from our hearts because we feel he can not give love in ways that we want, then love is actually present in another form that we never imagined.
Often what we need is to understand the manifestation of love from our spouse, and not expect a particular form.
I am a sentimental woman and right-2 sensitive and sentimental. I missed romantic moments like a child who wants candy. But all that I never got. My husband is far different from what I expected. His taste less sensitive. And inability to create a romantic atmosphere in our marriage has been mementahkan all my hopes will be an ideal love.
One day, I ventured to tell him my decision, that I wanted a divorce. “Why?”, He asked with surprise. “I’m tired, you can never give the love I want”
He was silent and pensive throughout the night in front of the computer, it looks as if he were doing something, but it is not. My disappointment grew, a man who can not even express their feelings, what else can I expect from him? And finally he asked, “What can I do to change your mind?”.
I looked into her eyes and replied softly, “I have a question, if you can find the answer in my heart, I will change my mind:
If I like a beautiful flower in the cliff of the mountain and we both know that if you climb the mountain, you will die. Are you going to do it for me? “He mused, and finally said,” I’ll give the answer tomorrow. “
My heart immediately upset to hear the response. The next morning, he was not at home, and I found a piece of paper with oret-2an hand under a glass of warm milk that said ….
“Honey, I’m not going to take that interest you, but allow
me to explain why. “The first sentence of this break my heart. I continue to read it.
“You can type in the computer and always disrupt the program in its PCs and eventually crying in front of the monitor, I have to give my finger-2 in order to help and improve the program.”
“You always forget your keys when you leave the house, and I have to give my legs so I could break the door, and opened the door for you when he came home.”.
“You like to go for 2 out of town but always stray in new places that you visit, I had to wait at home to be able to give my eyes to direct you.”
“You’re always sore-2 at the time ‘your best friend’ to come each month, and I have to give my hand to massage your feet are sore.”
“You like to stay home, and I always worry you will be ‘weird’. And I have to buy something that can entertain you at home or lend my tongue to tell funny things that I experienced.”
“You’re always staring at your computer, reading books and that’s not good for the health of your eyes, I must keep my eyes when we are old so later, I still can mengguntingkan help ubanmu nails and pluck.”
“My hands will hold your hand, guide you through the beach, enjoying the morning sun and the beautiful sand. Telling-2 flower colors shining and beautiful like a beautiful face”.
“But my dear, I’m not going to take the flowers to die. Because, I could not see tears flowing cried my death.”
“My dear, I know, there are many people who could love you more than I love you.”
“For that love, if all that has given my hands, my legs, my eyes, not enough bagimu.Aku could not help you find the hands, feet, and the other eye can be happy.”
My tears fell on his writing and makes the ink is blurred, but I still try to read it. “And now, my dear, you’ve read my answer selasai. If you are satisfied with all these answers, and still want to live in this house, please open the door of our house, I was standing there waiting for your answer.”
“If you are not satisfied, my dear, let me in to clean up my things, and I’m not going to complicate your life. Believe me, if you’re happy bahagiaku.”.
I immediately ran to open the door and saw him standing in front of the door with a curious face while his hand holding my favorite milk and bread.
Oh, now I know, no one has ever loved me more than he loves me.
That love, when we feel love it has faded from our hearts because we feel he can not give love in ways that we want, then love is actually present in another form that we never imagined.
Often what we need is to understand the manifestation of love from our spouse, and not expect a particular form.
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