When a man one adores shows up a call girl photo card, make sure you love him more then you love yourself, to let such sweetheart true love best lover go, like I let mine fly off. My king understood love by his woman's jealousy dinamics shown for him. I understood love by the trusting self assured non jealous attitude owned. So, for this kind of lover. Fight for his love do cry! Instead of letting this jeweled king go to his call girls like I did because his joy and happiness was above and beyoud my own. iI turns out he had given me all his love in written prenuptial contract and had no love for no other queen or slave or call girl to give her he was telling me he was my true love only mine after two decades! Foolish me was amnesic and couldn't speak up about the plot of his ancient prenuptial was since he told me he was married and to never look back then he cursed me to hate him from afar and move on; which I did, but I didn't choose right . I fell victim of human predators. because his lyrics deceived my naive soul in youth I did not tell him I loved him and I lost his love. slowly but sureky he took his Kammazutra back but I had my own and just like him my lover brain sixty nine I give to noone I haven't found one worthy to be loved. . It's disastrous and very foolish. As I observe a lifetime after, we both adored each other in our own well intentioned ways interchangeably even but other forces conspire dod to wreck us up. without wanting to or knowing how. We both understood love in different ways; this interpretation was both our downfall my demise was only silence for in my mouth lips and words I had my cure to his live enchantment and end eternal love. His Karma had pledged in his Rhett Buttler past life, he would search world wide, or buy love if he had to, but he was going to be loved only in his way. So we both lived out our destiny but life was never the same ever again as that which was between us we were identical within m, twin flanes twin souls
Without him physically my existance was like a dream. more often like a nightmare. I lost everything, and everyone I ever adore. like a house if cards it came tumbling all down and, it materialized even here on HP since then I learned to close doors to disconnect say good bye but to my twin no good bye it's impossible. I feel blessed and cursed. all in all I found misery and pain. ~~~~~~~ By Karijinbba 1974-95 & on.