February Contest: Win "Sad Love Story" by sharing a sad love story.

I couldn't decide, so I ran the entries through a randomizer and here is the result.

Congratulations to....

Gina

Thank you to everyone who participated in the contest!

Thanks everyone for posting!  I get to choose a lucky winner. Since there's only 3 entries... I won't be having a poll.

I'll let you know who the winner is later this week!

Thanks for participating!

  My saddest love story is about my eldest grandaughter.  I was 42 years old when I had my first grandchild.  I never experienced this kind of love before.  I was ready to do anything for her.  I often watched her while she was sleeping.  I felt gratified seeing her smile while asleep. I often always thought about her and I even loved her more than her father, my child. My life revolved around this child.  I was always dreaming that when she grows up, she will be a champion swimmer, since I love swimming.  She will always be at my side, growing up. Alas, it was not to be.  When she was one and a half years old, her dad and mom broke up because they were incompatible.  My world crashed and I cried for days not knowing what to do. My husband told me to stop my heartache for we have to accept the reality. Yes, the reality that I will not be seeing my grandaughter grow up.  This is so because their parents separated with anger and the mother kept my grandaughter away from me.  I felt I was going crazy and I even wanted to buy a house near the mother's place so I will be able to take a glimpse of my grandaughter.  Many thoughts came to me and I even wanted to end my life.  I cannot describe my love for her . I just know I really really love her.  Up to this day,  I have not seen her but I always think of her especially when I am alone and I always cry.  I don't want anybody to see me cry.  I have a thorn in my heart up to this day.  If not for my other 3 grandchildren, I would have been gone a long time ago.

During the end of my senior year of HS and my freshman year of college, I was dating a guy who was older than me.  We had been dating for a while and we had a wonderful relationship.  He would open doors for me and do all the things that true gentlemen do.  He was in the Army so I knew that there was going to come a time that we would have to part.  Well, that time came after we had been together for a year.  He was selected to go to Korea for an 18 month tour.  I kept telling myself that I could handle it and that things would be ok because we did love each other.  After he was gone for about 6 months I just could not endure anymore.  I had no way to call him so I ended up writing a letter and telling him that I could not be in the relationship anymore because it was just too hard.  I was still young I admit but I knew that deep down it was going to hurt.  After that letter, I did not hear from him for a while.  Well, I joined the military before he came back and I got a phone call when I was stationed in Italy.  I knew it was my moms number so I picked up.   When I said hello, it was his voice I heard.  I thought I was dreaming.  We talked for a long time that day.  The one thing that I will always remember about that call was him saying, "While I was gone, all I wanted to do was be with you.  You are what made it easy being away from home.  When I received that letter from you I felt that my whole world was coming to an end.  All I wanted to do was to come back and marry you because you made me realize that all women are not alike".  As I heard those words I felt that I was being torn-up inside.  My heart hurt for a long time after that and it made me see what it really felt like to love someone and to be hurt.  Learning what love is and should be has been one of the hardest lessons that I have had to endure.

My saddest love story is that I love someone who doesn't know I exist. I've always been the invisible one in the relationship. I stayed with him because we have a child together and I want our child to have both a mom and a dad. What really hurts is that I watch dramas because it makes me feel happy to know that other people are being loved the way I want to be loved.  Often times, I think I'm just infatuated with the fact that watching dramas occupies my time so that I'm not so lonely and hurting. I don't know if I'm alone on this feeling or if it's real for others. All I know is that I am still hanging on and make myself a fool because I so desperately want to be loved back. I love him because he's the only one that I've been in love with my entire life. I don't know anyone else. Other people say that I'm in denial but they only know what they see.  I've shared my bowl of tears and maybe someday he'll turn around to treat me nice and love me back. Until then, I will keep trying and not give up. I know that I cannot force love ... but my heart keeps pushing me further in this life and I want to give my best and my all. I hope you understand how I feel. I am sharing a lot because I want to share. 

i was told by some people that it wasn't worth watching x_x soooo i didn't watch it haha