I dated a guy for 2 years, dumped him, was his friend, dated another couple of guys, and went back to the original guy. At the time of the break-up, I was convinced I was doing the right thing. Not long after, I realized how stupid I had been. As wonderful as the other couple of guys were, they had nothing on the man I truly loved.

Communication had been absent in my relationship with the original guy. It was my fault but it was his too. It was lethal to the relationship though : by being too scared of talking about the problems, I thought it was better just to leave. I quickly realized how cowardly I had been. I had lost the man I loved, but with time he and I were able to talk - and now I am with him, and I love him more than ever.

Understand that my situation is far from similar to yours. The difference here is that Lake makes me the happiest woman in the world, and Diana makes you miserable.

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Si à travers nos veines coule encore le sang...
Si dans les jeux d'enfants on entend encore l'accent...
Si nous sentons encore l'espoir de nos grands-parents...
Si dans les voiles du large souffle encore le vent...
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