Modern love

The new generation of girls does not grow those enamoured little fools that were earlier.Today the majority of young persons do not wait for the prince on a white game, go to the purpose and suddenly, between times, are caught in a net love. More often the majority of such purposeful girls consider that they are not created for love, and only for fleeting adventures. For this reason, when heart of such person is subdued by any guy, start to think that it something especial, time I, such iron, have not resisted under the pressure of feelings.
What appears actually? All девонки are identical! Basically not only девонки, after all to guys and as to men, too it would be desirable care and caress. Any normal person even if he to itself(himself) is afraid to admit it, constantly searches for the significant other. But we will return to young generation. On lips there is a faint smile when I hear words: who could think that I can so to grow fond of someone. Means, he really deserves my love. Unfortunately - hardly. Has simply come it is time to test for the next young creation умопомрачение, named love. When you tell these words, they seem protogenic. And, only after the lapse of many years, having heard them from the daughter, you understand that all repeats.
In these words the message to the favourite is concluded: you have broken my principles. You have turned my world. You, you, you. And as important what during such moment near to this fluttering sprout there was understanding and adult enough person. After all this arising belief in the person, in people, in love can be lost, if it will be not not supported by a skilful hand.But a problem that not always nearby there is an understanding man. More likely, he thinks, these are any children's nonsense of yet not developed little girl or on the contrary artful dodges of already skilled young woman. With what bitterness you recollect also this moment of a lack of attention from outside the partner and the first disappointment.
Naivety words - that has allowed so close to creep to the soul also becomes painfully sick, to spit in it and to crush the tender feeling rests. You ask a question: how I could, such provident and prudent, afford this weakness changing all life? Likely it seems to each of us at any moment of a life that I such one, and that I feel - only mine, and anybody never yet did not love before so hotly, as I. What error, what illusion. But during that magic moment you feel especial, yet not learnt bitterness of treachery and disappointment. Probably, in it also there is a youth charm.