This morning when I wake up, I felt that I was forgetting something, or rather, that something in the depths of my memories was struggling to come to the surface.
I'm down to buy breakfast at McDonald's (though SuperSizeMe I can not help from time to time to sin by eating pancakes with maple syrup ...) and also the newspaper. Seeing the date on it, I've come all to memory.
No, I'm not talking about the obvious , but now exactly 16 years ago I started dating my first girlfriend "formal." Sixteen years .... easy to say, and yet, when I began to remember, seems like yesterday. Topic, right?. It's true. I remember with a mixture of tenderness and shame the way in which I declared a cold afternoon in November 1989, with her friends in the bank next door, giggling and comments that made us feel even more ashamed. I remember shooting that first kiss that seemed absurd, a bit forced, a view that she confirmed a few months later saying that it seemed that with that kiss, inexperienced and short, it seemed that we wanted to put a stamp on the words we had exchanged.
were almost five wonderful years, which were twisted when I went to study abroad for two years. We try to keep distance relationship, but it was impossible. Too many life experiences for me as she continued with her normal life. Whatever Erasmus can understand. When I returned, all my past life seemed routine, my friends, bored and my "girlfriend "..... Something had gone cold in our relationship and within months decided to break completely.
acknowledge that I have always kept a special affection, although I know for a fact that she ended up hating me. Today he is married and mother of two girls.
I hope it's happy and has overcome that hatred. Hopefully you remember the promise we made (those silly promises of teenagers) and now have a moment to remember how happy we were sixteen years ago.
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