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Some time, somewhere in my past, I dreamt of something. I wished for something. It came true. Whether I will be happy or not, I still can't tell. For me, only History can tell if I did the right things or not. But the more important thing here is that I learned a lot. I proved to myself that there are certain lessons in life that one cannot learn except through experience. The first two stages of love: (1) Falling in love, and (2) Falling out of love. The first stage is nothing more than what others call "attraction" and still others, "infatuation". This is the time when we feel that we found the best and the perfect guy/girl for us. Here comes that sleepless nights, daydreaming, and butterflies in the stomach. This is also the time when we are almost completely irrational, doing things in the name of love. And then, eventually... slowly... we fall out of love. After we know the person better, it is inevitable that we find things about him/her which do not reall