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I remember the first time I met her. She was sitting by me on a bus travelling to a little village where I was going to play with my music group. She wasaccompanying her brother who was a member of the group as well. Suddenly, when other people were talking and enjoying the journey, she took my hand and smiled at me. I staredat her for a while and eventually we started kissing each other, and we began our 'odd' romance. I was 20 and she was 18 years old, and she told me that she fall in love withme the first time she saw me a year ago however, I had never noticed her.
After a few months I wasn't sure about my feelings about her. She was really beautiful, lovingand charming, but it was very difficult for me to talk with her about non trivial issues. In fact, she could be listening and staring at me with fascinated eyes for hourssaying nothing.
Those days I was at university and she was working for a small furniture factory. She left school when she was 14, and since then, she used to help in thehouse while she was looking for a job. She didn't know anything about the subjects I was studding nor she had any interest in common topics like politics, sports, music orliterature, and she was unable to understand my bad mood before exams.
I tried to change her, I persuaded her to go to the theatre, cinema, or concerts at least twice a month,and I used to talk about those plays asking her for opinions. We also started to go out with other friends more frequently. Six month later the situation hadn't improvedmuch, though.
In the end we broke up, which resulted in her being depressed for months and I was feeling very guilty. I wish I had never kissed her on the bus that day.
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