I loved her so much. Words (no matter what language is used) can’t describe my love. I’d simply say that she was the one that I was dreaming of since I was a kid.
We had to break up; she is an American and I’m a Syrian!
We are different on many levels: Language, culture, religion, social norms, habits, wealth,…
Unless it’s supported by similarities of those, love lasts few months only!
Updates: This is not my story. It is the story of Syrians living abroad (USA, Canada, Europe, …). I’ve heard it and read about it many times!
Unfortunately, that is true in many cases. Some people are strong enough to make compromises on every level, some are not even though the love is there. Falling in love is a feeling, staying in love is very hard work, and any differences on top of that often crush it to death.
Thank you, Darlene. Heart feelings are very strange. Such feelings are difficult for mind to overcome…
Oh, I love romance, even from a story that didn’t work out. Bitter sweet memories, but oh so lovely!
Thank you, Sue. No matter how much painful love is, it’s still very beautiful and better than no love!
I couldn’t have put that better myself!
I’m sorry. I hope you will be okay.
Thank you very much, Sherron. I’m sorry that I didn’t make it clear; it’s more into a political/social story than my own story! 🙂
I can relate. Take care, and there is always light at the end of the tunnel
Thank you, Victoria. Yes, there is always a light at the end of the tunnel. All the luck…
Boy, do I know that feeling, and she wasn’t even from another country. She was a California Malibu beach girl and I was a cowboy from the mountains of Colorado. We were crazy about each other. But there was almost no middle ground, at least not nearly enough to build anything on.
Too bad.
But God always has a plan. Someplace out there is that one person that fits you in ways you’ll never understand. For me, it turned out to be my wife, Julie. I’d just come back from the Gulf War, discovered I was a single parent, had a streak of PTSD a mile wide, and if I hadn’t hit bottom yet, I could sure see it from where I was.
I walked into my attorney’s office and there’s this dark haired beauty I couldn’t take my eyes off of. Turned out she was exactly what I needed and still do.
All that to say it works out, and always for the better.
Thank you, William. Yes, God has His own way (plan). With time, we realize that things turn to be better. I’m glad to hear that you’re living happily there. My greetings to Julie and your family.