For me my most painfuyl love experince so far is when I found my true love at the age of 18 and she was 19. it was great love of my life. It lasted for 3 years.
But because she was Asian we did not end up marrying each other. She was forced to marry an Asian boy, who was older than her. They had three children, but sadly, she passed away at the age of 30 ostensibly from cancer. She wrote to me saying that she was and still in love with me and that she can't live withou me. She sent me a golden ring with her name on it.
I worte her back, as I used to do regularly, and secretly, to tell her that I love her too and find it extreemly difficult without her.
I cherish both. my love for her and the ring she gave me. Its still painful, but there is nothing I can really do.
I got married, later and my current wife knows about it and had accepted the reality.
I visit her grave whenever I get a chance. She was great.
I got married when I was 27 to a different girl and she is great. I love her and she loves me too. We have two terrific children.
My first love was the sweetest, but also the experience of not having her was the most painful one.
All the best!
2007-02-13 21:54:40
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answered by Ebby 6
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[this is the kind of submission where you don't want the 'best answer' award!]
I had no idea that meeting 'Jen' would result in the most painful love experience in my life. I am not one who easily falls head over heals over women, but Jen had my attention soon after we met at a 2 week training course. Jen had a lot of positive qualities – she was positive, personable, friendly, and mature for her age. I felt very comfortable with Jen, we related well and the more she and I talked, the more we seemed to have in common and the more I liked her. And oh, yeah, I almost forgot – she was drop dead gorgeous, too :)
Toward the end of the course, when we were about to part ways (we worked in the different cities in the country), I was considering whether to express my interest in Jen. In the end, though I liked Jen a lot, I made the decision to not pursue a relationship with her. Why?!?! A few reasons, the main one being a notable age difference (about 15 years). I felt the age gap was a bit too much and felt that Jen would not be interested in a 40 year old guy like me.
Just before we left, there were signals (pretty clear, it seemed) that Jen was interested in something more than friendship. After some more thought and after talking with a couple of friends who also felt there was interest on her part (and who said to not be too concerned about the age difference), I wrote Jen an email to say hi. She soon wrote back and we exchanged a few warm and friendly emails. I was really happy that a relationship seemed to be developing.... until I discovered we were communicating with different expectations.
When I told Jen of my feelings and that I felt she was potentially interested in a relationship, I got blasted – for twisting her actions to look as if she was interested, for behaving inappropriately, and for believing that there could be anything besides friendship between us because of... yeah, the age difference.
Unfortunately, resolution did not go well and we are not on speaking terms today. I was incredibly hurt, sad and confused over the incident. I cried more in the following weeks and months than I have in the rest of my life combined. Now two years later, I have gotten over things, but still, there are those moments (like now!) that show that the pain is still there and that healing is not yet complete...
2007-02-16 20:36:41
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answered by mailman7077 1
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Well for me, there use to be a girl that likes me and I didn't pay much attention to. Back than my face was normal and I look kind of cute. But than as I grew up, I change and I grew hair and my face change. I began to have pimpo and I was a ugly frog. Now I need a princess to kiss me to turn back to my old form. ahhh the pain..... be curse suks big time.
2007-02-13 21:39:42
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answered by Anonymous
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We were madly in love... i used to drive nearly 70 Kilometers daily to pass few minutes with her...she used me cook for me.... occasional dinners at weekends... emotionally i was occupied by her...mentally we clicked... every 3rd hour i used make a call to her... our love was an example...cuz our responses to a scenario were spontanious and similar... and yet we were very diffrent by professions and brought up.... but on 22nd august 2005 when i got profesional result out i called her to say that babe now i m a certified professional accoutant... she asked for a treat and i asked her to meet up.... & that was my fault because ... she became victim of a road accident.... how did i get over it?.... not yet... even today when i laugh i tend to miss her so much that i break down in tears.....who forgets his/her first "love"
2007-02-13 21:59:54
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answered by Zaheer Ahmed 3
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