It was around 40 years ago when I first laid eyes on my first love. He was tall with sandy blonde hair and a friendly smile. Mel was sitting on a bench at the baseball field down the street from where our house was. He caught my eye from the beginning. A guy down the street from me introduced us, and I was smitten from the first minute. Little by little we got to know each other. I fell in love with him right from the start. Not knowing how he really felt about me, I would do stupid things to test him. He would call and I would blow him off or talk stupidly. All the while i was dying inside with desire. He would come over to the house, and I would make him wait for me to come out, all along acting like I wasn’t interested in him. But contrary to how I acted, I was so in love with this guy I could cry. So we finally hooked up. Not in the way kids do now, but I mean, we got together. The first time he kissed me, I knew he was the love of my life. But was thinking, how could I find him at such a young age. I was always second guessing myself and letting others influence me. Anyways, we sort of dated for three years, each summer. We went to different schools, and were in all kinds of activities, the both of us. So during the school year, we were so busy, we never got much time to be together or call. But every summer, we were stuck together like glue. I wish now I would have told him how i really felt about him. but I was scared to. He actually wanted us to run off to Kentucky to get married at 16. And instead of saying what I really wanted to, the only thing I could say was,”my dad would kill me if I did that”. My father too was in part the one who made me have second thoughts about Mel. He would say, you want to be barefoot and pregnant your whole life with this guy? He came from a strict Catholic family and it was quite large. So he had me thinking it wasn’t a good idea to get with him. Well I wish I could have stood up to my dad, but I couldn’t. I was so in love with Mel that my heart would break when I wasn’t around him. His kiss, his touch, I still remember everything we ever did. The one thing i regret is that we never made love to each other. I was too scared. So after a few years of what he would see as regection, he moved on. He sat outside my home one day with his new girlfriend and I was devistated. That was his way of saying it was over. I was crushed and mad at myself for letting others get in the way of how I felt about him. So we both moved on with our lives and one day, my sister was in the dentist office. Apparently his wife was the hygentist there. Well, she was asking my sister if she knew me and all kinds of questions. Then she said to my sister, you know Mel can’t stop talking about her. My sister never told me this until years later. That was around the same time she told me that she had run into Mel at a store. He was asking about me and said, you know, me and Brenda really had something. Well, I had married the man I dated right after Mel. Looking for that same romance and never found it. I thought of Mel for the whole time i was married to him. Found another man and made a life with him. We have been married over 30 years. And even though I love my husband. there is still that missing feeling I had with Mel. I dream of the day we meet up again and just talk about what went wrong and I would love to tell him how I felt back then. If I could go back and do things over again. I would tell him how I felt and would definately make love to the man I have desired all these years. I have no idea how he feels about me, so I never try and contact him, for fear of embarrassment and rejection. But I still want to someday let him know. He was the love of my life!!! And I will never forget him as long as I live.

(Screen) Name: brenda

This story happened 3 years ago. I am the type of guy who chases summer; I enjoy surfing and partying with my college buddies, Chuck, Eve, Christine and Henry. Eve was my first love we share the same interest and we seldom quarrel, that made us last for 2 years. We never really broke up, I never heard from her again the time she went to London with her parents. I waited for her for three months, hoping that she’ll come back or at least call me but a news came that she married a guy that her parents wanted for her. I couldn’t believe what I heard, I don’t know how to continue my life without her — I even thought of committing suicide but Christine came to the rescue. She was there for me when I felt helpless and miserable, she helped me get back up on my feet again and most of all she taught me how to love again. At first, I wasn’t really in love with her, I just felt sorry for her because she hadn’t given up on me for 5 long months but the time she told me how long she waited for me, I was greatly moved — I hugged her for a long2x time and promised to repay her with my newly fixed heart. I learned to love her and cherish each moment that we’re together. We’ve been dating for a year and I thought that I should take our relationship to the next level so i proposed to her, she was so dramatic and made her look even more beautiful. 2 months after the engagement I received a call from Henry and Chuck — my college buddies. They suggested that it would be nice if we have a reunion before the wedding, Christine agreed to the idea. The reunion was in Hawaii — a total beach paradise it reminded me of my surfing and partying days. The second day, my life was turned upside down — Eve arrived. I didn’t know what to think, I was speechless. Chuck and Henry looked at each other and I can even read their mind they’re saying — Uh oh, this is bad!. Eve smiled at me and greeted me, before I can even say anything (or not) Christine held on me and told her about our engagement , Christine was trying to act cool and friendly but I can feel her fear. The next day, I finally came back to my senses. Eve and I got a chance to talk. She asked me how my life was and my relationship with Christine, I answered her boastfully bragging about Christine and she said that she was happy for me — her response hurt me in a way I can’t understand, maybe I want to hear her beg me to take her again. It was my time to ask, I asked her how her married life was, then she looked at me with confusion seen on her face. “Married?! I was never married!” — Her reply shocked me. I told her everything I knew how she married the guy and how her parents approved of it, she laughed upon hearing about it. She told me that her parents did arrange someone for her but she objected and ran away because she loves me — she started to cry when she uttered the words “I love you” to me, then I held her tight and tears fell down my cheeks, I felt the scent and the warmth again that I longed for so long. “Are we really going our separate ways?” she asked in a low voice, that question pierced through me and I remained silent. We head back to the resort, Christine hugged me and Eve walked away. Even though I’m wrapped in Christine’s arms my eyes were following Eve. Christine is not dumb she knows what’s going on but she acts like nothing is going on — I know she’s hurt and I couldn’t bear see her like that, I asked her if something’s bothering her and she replied that she’s fine and forced a smile, I smile back and faced the other side of the bed — then she held me tightly and started to cry, she told me that’s she’s scared of loosing me. I faced her and held her until she fell asleep, she looked pale and sad, I asked myself if I really love her or am I still in love with Eve. All of us partied the next night, I asked Christine to dance with me but she had to pick up a phone call, Eve showed up and we danced. Eve looked so beautiful and memories of us flooded my mind — we kissed. The time I opened my eyes I saw Christine, she was staring at us with tears in her eyes, I attempted to go over to her but she ran away. Eve, apologized and walked away leaving me alone and confuse, I slept on chucks room that night I don’t have the guts to show my face to Christine. Chuck woke me up at 6:30 in the morning, he told me that I had to make a choice — if I choose Christine, Eve will be gone for good and if i choose Eve, Christine’s gone. It horrified me, honestly, my first choice was Eve as i was running to see her on the beach, I thought of Christine and i felt a big lost in my heart, I stopped halfway on where I’m suppose to go. I turned back and ran as fast I could — I realized that I love Christine more. I went back to chuck, he gave me Christine’s engagement ring she asked him to give it back to me , Christine left. I arrived at the airport just in time her flight number was called. “How long are you going to keep running away from me?” I asked her. She turned back and I hugged her tightly. She asked so many questions about Eve but I silenced her the time I knelt and proposed to her again. Now we are happily married and we have a son named Cody.

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