Some of you who have been on Blogster the last two years know a lot about my life. Others who are newer members don't. It is really too complicated to summarize in one post.

I recently learned something that shook my world as nothing ever has. A woman told someone whom I loved a terrible lie about me. Because of it, I lost him.

We had broken up over a terrible mistake he had made. He went home, told his parents and his mother then convinced him of something about me that absolutely was a complete fabrication of her imagination. I am so heartsick about it.

I cannot accept that he really believed it, but I guess it planted just enough doubt in his mind that he couldn't get past it.

I told him that I didn't understand. I had done nothing wrong. He said,

"I know you don't understand."

When I asked him to tell me, all he would say is, "I can't."

I could never get over him; and believe me, I tried. Plus I was haunted by the wedge between us that I could never understand. We were together several times the next two years. I could see the love in his eyes but he continued to be troubled and would never really give me all his love as he had before.

Finally, I gave up trying. It was tearing me apart.

I always knew that someone had said something about me that affected how he felt. I just never could have imagined she would go to the lengths that she did to keep us apart.

It has hurt me more than anyone can imagine. If only he had believed in me enough to tell me at the time, things would have been so different for us.