Hello my dear candidate for the role of the lucky prisoner of my heart! How are you doing? I'm fine.
Sorry for late answer. I had internet problems, but now it's okay honey. Oh, can I call you "cute"?
You have become closer to me and I want to call you that. (of course, if you don't mind)
I don’t know if you’ll be interested. I just want to have a heart-to-heart talk. It's so easy with you. I don't want to sound boring and beat around the bush.
Still, with a brief hope, I also hope that our communication will lead to a mutual meeting. It doesn't matter to me where it will be and I will gladly accept you as my guest! But before that, we must be confident in each other. We both know what we want. And since we agreed to be frank, then to the end.
Sometimes it's easier to tell someone what's on your mind. Than hide it in yourself. You know that I was married. But I didn’t tell you why I’m alone.
But if we have agreed to trust each other, I think we should open up to each other.
When I was jamming, We spent a lot of time together. We felt good and we were happy (so it seemed to me). He courted me and I thought that this was the man with whom I would spend my life. We have been together for 3 years. Then it was as if someone extinguished this fire of love.
Over time, he began to devote less time to me. He changed for the bad. He began to stay late at work more often. hardly ate at home.
Although I cooked a lot of tasty and healthy food for him every day. I did everything to be a good and loving wife for him.
He told me that he was busy and engaged in work affairs. Then he did not come home to spend the night at all. I began to guess that something was wrong with him.
They say love is blind. But I'm not quite a stupid woman yet.
Later, when the military situation in Ukraine began, he had to leave for the other city "Donbas". Of course, I was very worried about this and was afraid of losing him. You have no idea how scary it was to live in Ukraine lately. This is now a different country with a different history of civil war and the whole world does not give a damn about it. There are many lies on TV!
In general, he had to leave with the rest of the men to the combat points. Since he is a former military man and it was his duty.
And then he wrote me a letter asking for forgiveness. It turned out he had another woman ... (like a knife in the back).
I was surprised and could not believe that he was already with the other. I didn't want to believe. But He never returned home. I silently shed tears in the evenings and waited!
For a long time I could not come to my senses. I was very hurt by such a betrayal. I admit, I even started drinking alcohol to somehow cope with depression. I wanted to commit suicide! say time heals. maybe it heals pain, but you can't erase a piece of life from memory ...
But I found the strength in myself.
Later, due to the military situation, I decided to go further away. To the capital Kiev. I wanted to find a good job. I decided to change my life.
And it seemed that I managed to forget everything and I returned to my city back. But it became very difficult for Me to trust people. That is why I only want sincerity in our communication. People can hurt. But life makes you move on. And now we are already talking about our relationship. I see that you are different. I want to forget my past hardships and see a different life.
xxxxxx I feel like I'm attached to you. It's all so romantic. (smiling)
I look forward to seeing you every day. Falling asleep at night I think about the next day. When I read your letters, I have the feeling as if you are saying all these words to me while you are near. With the help of letters, we forget about this huge distance. But still, after a while, it becomes sad again, since you are not with me by my side. sorry for the sad letter. I just want us to be open to each other. Mari ...
Goodnight...
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Date: Thu, 14 Oct 2021 02:16:23 +0300
From: Mari <
sunshinemari34@gmail.com>
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