My childhood neighbor. I think about her everyday briefly. She died in her early 20’s. I should really let memories of her fade away, she is a ghost, but I remember the fun we had so many things we did together.
The whole “men don’t forget their first love” this is just a phrase parroted by 20 year old dudes because their first love was like 2 years ago lol.
I’m 33. The first girl I loved was my high school girlfriend when I was 16. We dated for like 8 months and then I broke up with her to date someone else, because that’s what teenage relationships are like. She’s a nice person, I hope she’s doing well, and this is the first time I’ve thought of her in years.
A half latina girl named Bobbi I was in grade school with. In 3rd grade were making kissy faces at each other as a joke and another friend named Kristen pushed our heads together.
We were both incredibly embarrassed and the school VP wanted to treat me like I assaulted her…until Bobbi’s mother (and mine) unleashed hell on the VP because “It’s cute and they’re kids.” Then our mothers took us to TGI Fridays so we could have a “date.”
I don’t know who to say honestly. I don’t think it counts if they didn’t love you back, or you didn’t love them, or didn’t love one another at the same time.
First grade. New kid walks in. I like her. Her face and her curls. I have a sweet dream we are hugging tightly in a storage room in my building. That’s my first puppy love.
My first “adult” love is just as puppy, I guess. Met my first and only girlfriend at 16. Married at 20. Recently celebrated 22 years of marriage. 🙂
When I was young I had a woman that was my mother’s friend I still can’t forget 59 years later. She, they call it grooming today but then it seemed normal, knew how to hit all of the emotional buttons.
Julie. We were friends and we fell for each other. It was puppy love I guess, but we felt it for real. We became physical and discovered sex together. We talked on the phone for hours during the week and spent the weekends together. We eventually broke up over a misunderstanding and I was inflexible about it. I was wrong. We have kept in touch sporadically over the years and I hold her in very high regard. I really have never forgotten my first love.
I met this sweet girl in high school, brown hair, soft skin, a smile and laughter that would instantly brighten my mood. The kindest person I’ve ever met. Can’t tell a lie even if her life depended on it. Always makes me laugh, our humor matches really well. Absolutely beautiful without makeup on, which she thankfully very rarely uses. But often quite stubborn! We’ve been together for almost a decade now.
Love or ”love”. My first “love” was in the 3rd grade. I don’t really remember anything about her other than she gave me a small box of Russell Stover candy when we moved away.
My first love was a girl I’ll call Wendy when I was a junior in hs and she was a sophomore. It was good for about 6 months. My best date story is from this. We were supposed to go to another town over to watch a Pink Floyd laser light show. There were only county roads that went there. It was dark and storming badly. Her dad had given us directions and she was reading them off as we went. She told me to turn last minute and instead of just missing it and coming back I tried to make the turn, and slid into a ditch. I couldn’t push the car out of the muddy ditch myself but a guy came by and the 2 of us pushed it out, and right into the front of his car. He was pissed but just got into his car and drove off. My feet were caked in mud up to my shins. We had missed the show at this point so I drove her back to our city and took her to the best ice cream spot anywhere. Afterwards I took her home and walked her in to explain to her parents what happened, when I looked down and saw the red clay that I had tracked on her mom’s carpet. Her mom just sighed. That date was an experience.
Anyway, at 16 I thought being a gentleman meant not trying to push things too far with a 15 year old. She decided otherwise and had sex with another guy at a camp we both attended. Good times.
Most boys go through the kooties phase, but I always liked girls. She was a neighbor of mine. We used to ride the bus together every day while other kids made fun of us lol.
That’s easy because I literally married mine. I told her I was going to marry her when I was 6. We married when I was 19 and she was 17 – her mom had to sign off on it. Been married 28 years now, 4 amazing kids, and still going strong.
We met when in elementary school. The only kids in our grade on a street just outside the town. We did everything together for years. All of each others important firsts as we grew up. I remember random days running around the woods with her more than I remember anything else from my childhood.
We ended up in different middle schools. One otherwise normal Friday she went off with some “friends” from that school without me. Stuff happened. What was left of her body was found naked in the creek. She was 14, it was 30 years ago.
She was a classmate who I basically hit on for three years (15-18) until she said “OK, FINE!” and in a couple of months she was the one chasing me around. We were together for 7 years, and engaged… But I wanted to move somewhere and she wanted to stay.
We’re still on good terms, and we have a deep talk around once a year or less. No chance of reigniting anything. We’re on different continents, she’s married and recently had a baby and I’m with someone too.
I met a woman 12 years older than me when I was just 28. She was going through a divorce with three kids. We dated almost two years and she wouldn’t let me stay over when her 5 year old was with her on alternating weekends. On my part I had a lot of issues from childhood and used alcohol as a coping mechanism. Both destroyed our relationship. She was my first true love, possibly only true love. I still think about her all the time.
I thought it was my ex, but that was ridiculous. It wasn’t love, it was me clinging onto a ridiculous notion.
Not the first love, but certainly the deepest cut.
I’d say my wife is my only true love. Together 17 years, married 10.
Never knew I could be loved like that. It was difficult to let her love me and even now I find it hard to believe sometimes. Terrible defence mechanism.
I’ll admit I love very deeply and I was just arsehole lucky that I found someone who accepted all that I wanted to give and appreciates it and gives me the energy and effort back.
I’m quite confident that it’s an unconditional love (on the same level as what I have with my kids) and when you’ve never had that – it takes time to adjust and the self saboteur in me sometimes has a field day in kicking me around.
My “first love” was my first girlfriend back in high school. I was 17, she was 16. We dated for about 14 months. Fortunately we shared our “first kiss” with each other. UNFORTUNATELY she decided to let me go once I went to college & she couldn’t handle the long distance 🤷♂️
We’ve gone separate ways, in separate marriages now. However we still wish each other “happy birthday!” to each other every year 👍
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Never had one! I’m 43
She is my ex wife. I gave her 11 years.
I don’t think I’ll ever forget Ricky
My childhood neighbor. I think about her everyday briefly. She died in her early 20’s. I should really let memories of her fade away, she is a ghost, but I remember the fun we had so many things we did together.
Rachel from Ninja Gaiden.
A classmate I had in secondary and high school.
She was really into me. Almost obsessed.
Still like her, even though we’re quite different now
I wouldn’t say love but I’m still good friends with the first girl I slept with.
The whole “men don’t forget their first love” this is just a phrase parroted by 20 year old dudes because their first love was like 2 years ago lol.
I’m 33. The first girl I loved was my high school girlfriend when I was 16. We dated for like 8 months and then I broke up with her to date someone else, because that’s what teenage relationships are like. She’s a nice person, I hope she’s doing well, and this is the first time I’ve thought of her in years.
A half latina girl named Bobbi I was in grade school with. In 3rd grade were making kissy faces at each other as a joke and another friend named Kristen pushed our heads together.
We were both incredibly embarrassed and the school VP wanted to treat me like I assaulted her…until Bobbi’s mother (and mine) unleashed hell on the VP because “It’s cute and they’re kids.” Then our mothers took us to TGI Fridays so we could have a “date.”
My wife. We met at 12. That was 28 years ago.
High school sweetheart. Delightful girl. Super super sweet.
We grew apart and didn’t work as a couple anymore. But stayed friends, and have been for almost 25 years since.
Just an unrequited crush back in school. I try my best to forget about her, because, like all my other failures, it’s pathetic to dwell on them.
I don’t know who to say honestly. I don’t think it counts if they didn’t love you back, or you didn’t love them, or didn’t love one another at the same time.
Yes, yes, I remember her. She stormed her way into my life and she never went away. That was first love, last love, forever, kind of story.
Evelyn from Year 6. It was intense at 12 years old haha
My right hand
She was my first and I was hers, freshmen year in HS, we were together for 4 years…..later on from FB we connected again.
First grade. New kid walks in. I like her. Her face and her curls. I have a sweet dream we are hugging tightly in a storage room in my building. That’s my first puppy love.
My first “adult” love is just as puppy, I guess. Met my first and only girlfriend at 16. Married at 20. Recently celebrated 22 years of marriage. 🙂
Kinder Bueno
When I was young I had a woman that was my mother’s friend I still can’t forget 59 years later. She, they call it grooming today but then it seemed normal, knew how to hit all of the emotional buttons.
My wife of 50 years. High school sweethearts
Julie. We were friends and we fell for each other. It was puppy love I guess, but we felt it for real. We became physical and discovered sex together. We talked on the phone for hours during the week and spent the weekends together. We eventually broke up over a misunderstanding and I was inflexible about it. I was wrong. We have kept in touch sporadically over the years and I hold her in very high regard. I really have never forgotten my first love.
I forgot.
25 years later, we’re not together due to life circumstances but still love each other
Nicole
A girl I fell for when I was 25 years old.
Will never forget her.
I met this sweet girl in high school, brown hair, soft skin, a smile and laughter that would instantly brighten my mood. The kindest person I’ve ever met. Can’t tell a lie even if her life depended on it. Always makes me laugh, our humor matches really well. Absolutely beautiful without makeup on, which she thankfully very rarely uses. But often quite stubborn! We’ve been together for almost a decade now.
Love or ”love”. My first “love” was in the 3rd grade. I don’t really remember anything about her other than she gave me a small box of Russell Stover candy when we moved away.
My first love was a girl I’ll call Wendy when I was a junior in hs and she was a sophomore. It was good for about 6 months. My best date story is from this. We were supposed to go to another town over to watch a Pink Floyd laser light show. There were only county roads that went there. It was dark and storming badly. Her dad had given us directions and she was reading them off as we went. She told me to turn last minute and instead of just missing it and coming back I tried to make the turn, and slid into a ditch. I couldn’t push the car out of the muddy ditch myself but a guy came by and the 2 of us pushed it out, and right into the front of his car. He was pissed but just got into his car and drove off. My feet were caked in mud up to my shins. We had missed the show at this point so I drove her back to our city and took her to the best ice cream spot anywhere. Afterwards I took her home and walked her in to explain to her parents what happened, when I looked down and saw the red clay that I had tracked on her mom’s carpet. Her mom just sighed. That date was an experience.
Anyway, at 16 I thought being a gentleman meant not trying to push things too far with a 15 year old. She decided otherwise and had sex with another guy at a camp we both attended. Good times.
Most boys go through the kooties phase, but I always liked girls. She was a neighbor of mine. We used to ride the bus together every day while other kids made fun of us lol.
That’s easy because I literally married mine. I told her I was going to marry her when I was 6. We married when I was 19 and she was 17 – her mom had to sign off on it. Been married 28 years now, 4 amazing kids, and still going strong.
my ex, got dumped a week ago
My fiancé’s classmate😅
ice cream
We met when in elementary school. The only kids in our grade on a street just outside the town. We did everything together for years. All of each others important firsts as we grew up. I remember random days running around the woods with her more than I remember anything else from my childhood.
We ended up in different middle schools. One otherwise normal Friday she went off with some “friends” from that school without me. Stuff happened. What was left of her body was found naked in the creek. She was 14, it was 30 years ago.
She was a classmate who I basically hit on for three years (15-18) until she said “OK, FINE!” and in a couple of months she was the one chasing me around. We were together for 7 years, and engaged… But I wanted to move somewhere and she wanted to stay.
We’re still on good terms, and we have a deep talk around once a year or less. No chance of reigniting anything. We’re on different continents, she’s married and recently had a baby and I’m with someone too.
Connie from grade school. Sadly. I don’t the was aware.
Halle Berry
I met a woman 12 years older than me when I was just 28. She was going through a divorce with three kids. We dated almost two years and she wouldn’t let me stay over when her 5 year old was with her on alternating weekends. On my part I had a lot of issues from childhood and used alcohol as a coping mechanism. Both destroyed our relationship. She was my first true love, possibly only true love. I still think about her all the time.
Cindy. I was five. She was seventeen. Age gap relationship. 😁
I thought it was my ex, but that was ridiculous. It wasn’t love, it was me clinging onto a ridiculous notion.
Not the first love, but certainly the deepest cut.
I’d say my wife is my only true love. Together 17 years, married 10.
Never knew I could be loved like that. It was difficult to let her love me and even now I find it hard to believe sometimes. Terrible defence mechanism.
I’ll admit I love very deeply and I was just arsehole lucky that I found someone who accepted all that I wanted to give and appreciates it and gives me the energy and effort back.
I’m quite confident that it’s an unconditional love (on the same level as what I have with my kids) and when you’ve never had that – it takes time to adjust and the self saboteur in me sometimes has a field day in kicking me around.
Adelis🔥
My “first love” was my first girlfriend back in high school. I was 17, she was 16. We dated for about 14 months. Fortunately we shared our “first kiss” with each other. UNFORTUNATELY she decided to let me go once I went to college & she couldn’t handle the long distance 🤷♂️
We’ve gone separate ways, in separate marriages now. However we still wish each other “happy birthday!” to each other every year 👍