ONE LOVE STORY

I saw her for the first time on a cold November evening. When it’s

 arrived at the center, she was quickly taken to her quarters and mine

 the gaze only briefly rested on her, nevertheless I had

 long enough to know I liked what I saw. In the twilight

 and she couldn’t see me herself at the accelerated pace of the “walk-by”,

 but it was definitely watching the boys at that moment

 the last thing on her mind. She barely came to

 commune.

I myself was a resident there for three full months and contacts with

 I missed the girls a lot. I should mention that it was in ours

 center five girls, but none were to my liking until this one

 measures to enter into the thoughts of a serious relationship. Until the next one

 day I thought about her and anxiously waited for her to appear in the

 common living areas. At first, say the first ten days, you are

 as a newbie, he received increased supervision from therapists, movement

 it is highly restricted and there is always someone by your side. When the first time

 presented publicly in front of everyone, she was visibly frightened. Hers

 the shyness worked cutely and soon I’m around her

 felt a pleasant warmth all over his body.

After a day or two it was noticeable bilaterally

 affection, our eyes sought each other whenever it was

 that’s possible. On the third day, the last doubts were dispelled. Because

 I was one of the more reliable residents, they gave it to me

 day entrusted to all-day care. We confessed that day

 Love at first sight. Since it was movie night, we met

 while watching the film, of course covered with a sweater, holding it the whole time

 for hands. During the evening sweeping, we also kissed for the first time.

 We broke one of the stricter rules, because boys and girls

 we were not allowed to get physically close. We agreed that we will be in

 further secretly leaving messages in a laundry bag and

 avoided excessive contact that would betray us.

I myself had a serious girlfriend in Paris who wrote to me daily

 letters and faxes and sent me packages. When reading your inbox

 letters were clearly difficult for her, but she was especially bothered by faxes.

 There were more unpleasant feelings when reading my inbox

 as obvious. The faxes were ten or more pages long, and they are

 completely occupied the telephone lines for a good hour, so that they

 the girls were finally banned from sending faxes. Soon they are hers

 others also noticed the jealous attitude and tried us as much as possible

 separate. The saying “out of sight, out of mind” was not made on the vine. Otherwise I am

 I loved my girlfriend, but something was happening to me that I wasn’t

 could control, something magical. I knew I would have to

 put an end to the Ljubljana ties. She herself had a similar one

 example, her boyfriend came to the center to visit her unannounced.

 We cut off all contact with our exes. If the heart is willing, do it

 always finds a way. We avoided all control, rules and

 especially to many curious eyes, and our love soon

 also consumed. Well, at least we thought we were successful

 hide. But within less than two months, we were completely together

 separated. I was sent to one center and she was sent to another. We didn’t

 gave We argued that it’s not just our hormones that are raging, and we succeeded

 to convince that our love is genuine. We agreed, yes

 after four months we are reunited in the same center, the only one

 the condition they set for us was that we should merge

 after the passage of time still wanting. Time passed slowly.

 Smuggled messages were the only connection between us from time to time

 brought closer together. Even the many lies and rumors started by the others,

 we were not thrown off the track.

I already warned her when we said goodbye that it would happen

 heard lies and should not believe anyone until he speaks

 with me. Just before the deadline, she was brought in for a visit

 to our center. It’s hard to describe the feelings we have in words

 translated. Her shyness made her even more attractive,

 but I had to be quite restrained because of the surroundings. I’m barely there

 I was waiting for confirmation from those responsible so that we can live together in our own

 room, which soon happened. Basically we are in use

 got a real little palace.

For the next six months, we enjoyed the privileges of a “couple”, as it were

 in the commune said to a couple living together. The time we spent there

 was absolutely unforgettable. Until one fateful evening.

 The girl talked to her parents on the phone and she complained to them that yes

 the food is very bad. Basically nothing like that if it wasn’t around the corner

 our hidden compatriot, who translated all the conversations to the main one

 the therapist. He was in a very bad mood due to recent events.

 Half the therapy team was concerned, which we all knew, except

 him. When he finally got the hang of it, he was all out of his mind

 shook his anger at all around him. Suddenly he rustled from behind the door and

 started yelling at the top of his voice: “If you don’t like the food, you can disappear right away.”

 That I don’t see you here again in the morning.” I tried to get him to

 mind, but he didn’t give in and finally I told him I would

 in this case he also went home himself. He was not moved. He didn’t think

 why are we there Not even the fact that we paid monthly for treatment

 around 300 euros, it was not a sufficient reason for him to eat his own

 pride and let us finish the therapy. So we are next

 always left early in the morning. Without a purchased ticket for the journey home

 we had to find our way through all 1000 km alone. But us

 the love was still burning, which had not subsided for years. Sometimes it does

 I wonder if the person in charge ever repented of his

 pride. He knew very well that she should stay until the end of therapy.

 Of course, they did not take our side at the Paris Up,

 although they had many testimonies about the serious danger of therapy for

 many French by therapists who ran the commune hit

 second phase in Belgium. Nothing new for our ends, right?

 Sometimes even in the most difficult moments and darkest days you find

 a love that is as solid as rock, stone, bone. Once you find it, that’s it

 the most beautiful thing in the world. And then it was…

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