“I began to pamper her with flowers, kisses and compliments. I surprised her and pleased her every minute. I gave her lots of gifts and lived just for her. I spoke in public only about her. I incorporated all themes in her direction. I praised her in front of her own and our mutual friends.
You won’t believe it, but she blossomed. She became even better than before. She gained weight, was no longer nervous and she loved me even more than ever. I had no clue that she CAN love that much. And then I realized one thing: The woman is the reflection of her man. If you love her to the point of madness, she will become it.“
It is incredibly beautiful, it made me cry, after spending the last week sick, lonely, and deeply sad over a second betrayal, or in the very least a bold and blatant inconsistency and heartbreaking forceful “push”, by the same man and a man that I considered my best friend at one point — I needed to read this. I want this. I do not want a man that has a consistent, and time-proven, belief that the grass will be forever greener on the side of the fence that he isn’t standing on. He will lay waste to what is on this side of the fence and not care that you haven’t heard from him and that your heart is breaking. I needed to read this. Yes, I did.