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!
Sometimes love gets in the way of life and vice versa. Sending hugs!
Thank you, Franci. Yes, love is always beautiful but sometimes is painful
That’s very sad being an American. I wish we all could just be together in harmony.
Thank you Joanna. And, you’re a wonderful American too 🙂