  The memories of my happy, care-free teenage days were often with me. It was 1990, where war between US and Iraq was raging. That great event in history was a matter wholly outside the realm of our childish interests. Of course we heard our elders discuss the various events of the great struggle, but it meant nothing to us, not to Corrine and me to say, as we were both totally immersed in our very own worlds. We met in the most normal of all circumstances, denying prevalent opinion of relationships via being classmates initially. It seem to me that the whole view of the world had just changed rather abruptly.
The class had a wicked sense of humor at times. Things weren't going very smoothly at first. It's a very funny thing. Avoiding personal blame and responsibility is to blame the relationship itself. We let each other down at times in the early stages. That was when both of us were not clear on what's the perspective towards this relationship were to us.
She had a "boyfriend" outside a boyfriend, and i had a "girlfriend" outside a girlfriend. Ya rite, blame it on some unchangeable characteristic of each individual. Bullshit, crap! It's all self belief. This kind of excuses are either a cop-out or a dead end to all relationships. One partner can make the other miserable, but can't make the other unfaithful.
Gradually both of us recovered from this "setback" and learn to cherish each other better. Who knows, amist all the hype and criticisim, we still managed to hold out the relationship for a good 8 years. People often say that true love should include faded love or love that has died. I say this is not exactly true. We survived all hardships, time, distance, even death itself. 
