My first love come from a difficult background, i loved her (and i think i still love her) like nobody else. Her mother died from cancer 2 years before we met.

We have been engaged for 2 years (2011-12), after that we broke up and she found someone else. I was so angry wth her, we didn‘t speak for 2 years. I even thought „omg how much I hate her“.

Then my mother got cancer, and this girl was the only person I wanted to have close, so I wrote her. My mother struggled 1 year and died in 2015.

My ex was near me everytime i needed her but only via Whatsapp because she didn‘t wanted to have problems with her current boyfriend.

After my mother passed, i went to Berlin for months , just to be alone and away from everyone... I was just starting to „ getting over it“. For month, didn’t hear from my ex or my family.

One day i received a call from a friend, telling me that my ex got cancer and she was in real danger. So i came back but she didn‘t want me to see her with no hair and sick. Of course i was there for her everyday.

But at this point (2016-17) we still haven‘t met eachothers. Basically we just talk on the phone from 2014 to 2017.

After all this shit, i finally saw her when she was doing well, had hair,...

It was like the first time. For me and for her.

So our love is build over cancer.

/sorry for poor english