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And let's crack on with today's first story. Much love guys. Now today's first story comes

from a throwaway account from the relationship advice subreddit has a couple of updates attached to it.

It's titled, I 37 male want to try and get back with the one who got away. 36 female. Is there

any chance of that happening?

I've been tearing myself apart thinking about her and how things ended. I can't stop no matter how much I try. This is going to be a long post and I know I'm writing a lot of rambling

and nonsense. When I 37 male was 20, I met the most beautiful woman, Leila, who was

19 at the time. She was beautiful both inside and out. She had the most gorgeous dark brown

hair that looked red and purple when the light hit it just right. These golden brown eyes

and lashes that look like a doll's, freckles on her

rosy plump cheeks and a single dimple when she smiled a certain way. She was a year younger than me,

but yet she was always so much smarter and mature in every aspect. We dated for two years.

I met her parents and her no-nonsense cop

father definitely gave me the stink eye at first, but he grew to like me. Her mum adored me

right off the bat, always commenting on how my green eyes complimented her daughter's

golden brown eyes in the most romantic way.

I still don't fully understand what that means, but I like the compliment.

The younger siblings loved playing in the backyard with me.

She met my parents and two brothers, and they all loved her right off the bat.

My younger brother was the same age as her, and they would go into college together and would help each other study in some of the shared classes their majors had.

Hell, even my six-month-old dog I had adopted before even meeting her seemed to like her more than he liked me.

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