Mars & Deborah 3:
As Deborah went to the departure hall to fly out of Adelaide I knew that the next few months were going to drag on slowly and that I would miss her like crazy. I just didnt want her to go but that was the reality of the situation. When she got back...
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She's From:   Australia
He's From:     Greece

In the first part of my story, I was on anti depressants waiting for my love to finally come so we could meet...

That was after 15 months of waiting. Well since then, we've split up....I was on anti depressants for a month, which helped because i was a mess.

  About 2 weeks before Christmas 2000, he still hadn't come and I was fed up with everything. I had finished Uni for the year and had nothing to do. He then convinced me to come and see him in Greece so we could be together for the holidays and then we would come back to Australia together.

Well I believed him, and paid for the ticket with my parents money...without them knowing....and told everyone I was going over to see him the day before I left. Well, on the morning of my flight he called me and told me I couldn't come because I had nowhere to stay - he had told me that it would be fine for me so stay with him - so this was totally out of the blue.






I was shocked of course, and heart-broken that he could do this to me. When my parents saw me, they saw how distraught I was, so they paid for another ticket and sent me to Greece anyway, but instead to stay with relatives for 2 months.

So 3 days later I went, and told him as well. He told me as soon as I arrived at the airport he would be there for me and we would be together. He never came. I called him a week later to say that I wanted to come and see him. He didn't want me to come. I knew then that it was over between us, even though it hurt like hell. So I stayed in Greece for 2 months for a holiday and it was the best time I ever had. I actually met someone over there and we had the best time together. He helped me forget about my lost love and get on with my life. 

When I returned to Australia, I heard from my cyberlove on line. He kept leaving messages for me online and saying how sorry he was, that he still loved me. He then told me the truth.

All along he had had a girlfriend. When he supposedly broke up with her 2 years ago, they got back together and were together ever since. He loved both of us and couldn't live without being with her, or without me. 

I had a feeling he was lying to me all along, and I was right. It doesn't make a difference that he was in love with me. He lied and dragged me into it for nearly 2 years. We're friends now, talking now and then on the net if ever I come on. I can happily say 3 months after all of that, I've met an amazing guy and am really happy with my life. 

One thing I have learned is that if there isn't trust you don't have anything - no matter how much you love each other. I just know I will never look for love on the net again. It just hurts too much.


Looking for Part One? It's here