who was your first love?And what was it like with them?Do you miss them?

Question

Aww that story was so touching zedekiah77,I'm seriously crying right now.That was such a sweet story.I'm sorry that happened.You are so strong,i don't think i'd recover from sadness if my first love died because i still love him very much.I admire you :).He was so lucky to have had the chance to be with you ;you seem like such a sweet caring thoughtful guy.Thank you for sharing your story.

mynameismoothecat,I'm sorry that happened.I went through something like that too except the guy i liked made his friend break up with me on valintines day.It was the worst day of my life!i was crushed down to nothing.My world came crubling down and i couldn't stop crying for months.It still hurts and it was 2 years ago and i know i'm going to need therapy too but i think i'm going to need more then 3 years of it to get over him :(.

Answer 1

My first love was someone who I thought completed me, fulfilled me, and was the missing piece of the puzzle to make my life whole... and then I got to know him and realized that he was a user, an abuser, and that love had nothing to do with an initial attraction and that love is built on trust and respect. A first love only shows you what should be avoided in the future. I miss my first love, but would never return to him.

Answer 2

My first love started when I was in grade 4 and I was the type of person who rarely get attracted to boys not because I didn't like boys but because they always try to annoy me and make me cry however, in grade 4 I met this boy called russel and we became best of friends. He was always at home with me and we went to school together. That was the first time I had a male friend. I started to have feelings for him but I never acted on it neither tried to tell him. I was somehow happy that I had him even just as a friend. Then after several years I saw him in highschool but we never continued our friendship probably it was because he was scared of being suspected as gay if he hangs around with me and since he had been friends with many other boys he didn't try to approach me but I still know and beleieve that he is still that gentle and kind boy that was once were to me. It's just sad that I was born a boy and not a girl who can have a relationship with him. Ever since then I kept the photo of us together when we were young and even until now I still love him. So he was my first crush than turned into my first and last love. I hope that after I finish my transition I will still see him and maybe by then he will be able to love me and tell me if he has feelings for me or maybe he will just reject me.....

Answer 3

Well first off, I didn't realize I was into girls until I was in my sophomore year in highschool. She helped me in my discovery I suppose. Her name was Annelisa, she was especially sweet, smart, and beautiful...most of the time I don't find a person beautiful until I fall in love with their personalities. She would playfully flirt with me and her laugh was amazing, when I still didn't know my orientation, I heard her defend the LGBT community against two assholes who said they should all be banned to their own island. She argued until she was blue in the face, and now I thank her for her courage (as they were school hotshots). I used to daydream about her and the day she would love me, but, she's straight so far as I can tell. She went to college a year before I graduated and I miss her so much. I saw her once over Christmas break this year at the store, and I hid from her. I don't know why, but to this day she makes me nervous. She may never love me like that, and I'll respect that too, but I will probably never get over her entirely.

Answer 4

It was with my best friend "Tam", it was the best time of my life, I think part of the reason that it was so good is because we both were straight (not even bi) but we fell in love and we were soooooo in love, she was just so cute I could never take my eyes off of her. At the beginning of hour relationship we had to pretend to be just friends but we would spend 10 to 13 hours a day together (at school/after school) we've enjoyed every second to be with each other because we always knew our families would never accept us and well at least my family. I just know we went through a lot of sh*t because of my mother and she did whatever she could to separate us.

After a year together she broke up with me for no reason(Over the phone) it was really sad it took me 3 years of therapy to get over her, and a new girl hahaha but sometimes when i remember it feels good, because what we had was so special, anyway these past days I've been dreaming about her and I don't know why,but it's starting to annoy me.

To Duff Boy : Yeah it really sucks and it hurts so much, but after this whole time thinking about it, I don't get upset anymore, I think I know the reason why she broke up with me, I think that at the end people just fall out of love, or maybe they just want to try out other things, experiences you know? Whenever i remember her it makes me feel so good, because I really loved her and I'm so glad I had a the chance to share my life with her, after all it was a great experience and I'll always love her and remeber her.

But it passes, everything does, it can't hurt forever right? at some point it got to stop, sometimes we just have to let it go...always remembering the good moments. Now there's so much love out there, you know girl? All you gotta do is give yourself a chance to love and be loved.

Answer 5

My first loves name was Ashlee. We met because i ran into her in the hall way on the way to class. I really didn't believe in the whole love at first sight thing back then i thought it was stupid all together. We hung out for a few days and it was cool we got close really fast and we were like best friends in like five days. She got me into the Punk/Goth/Emo scene. Seriously the first time we kissed i can barely remember it cause i was stoned out of my mind, but the second time i can actually remember it cause we got caught. She was the coolest person i knew back then she didnt seem like she had a care in the world, but she had a bad problem with drug usage and her dad hit her alot. Some of my older friends said i was to young back then to know what love is there is no way you can fall in love when your 12 they were really wrong about that. Sometimes i loved her so much it hurt. Over the summer her dad beat her really badly i dont know what for but she tried to commit suicide and her mom, who was never around packed them up and she moved away. it hurt to see her go but i knew it was for the best i still love her very much and i hope i will run into her again oneday.

Answer 6

Her name's Alelie. We never really got together but we did spend some alone time back in high school. It was a mutual thing but we didn't cross the friendship line for so many idiotic reasons. She was a simple girl, sweet and conservative. Yeah, I do miss her... We don't see each other anymore but there's always text messaging - just to say hello and catch up on things. It was just puppy love though...

However, I am currently with my first true love. So I'm happy and content. ;)

Answer 7

When I was first coming out I went to a meeting for a gay theatre group being formed...and in walked a couple of guys...and I knew then. I also knew they were a couple and never thought anything would happen...we became friends, and when I needed a place to live I moved into their share house. Anyway...the boy was redheaded and was a dancer and his high school dance class was becoming its own company. And his boyfriend was sleeping with anyone around (their relationship was open but just for one of them). Anyway...they broke up, the house broke up...and then when he was living back home with his parents, we started seeing each other. He got a job with a dance company in Sydney...we were in Perth, on the other side of the country. He went to Sydney and I followed. He was the sweetest person I had ever met...sure as hell not free of faults and I haven't idealised him, but I remember the way he smelled, or looks he would give, of how he would just say "Well....." when he started to say something. Or his crooked smile when he was embarrassed or blushed. I met him at 17...and five years later, when he was still 21, he was randomly beaten by a street gang from Parammatta which had gone into the gay precinct of Sydney to beat gays. He took 10 days to die in hospital. The only people he reacted to at all during that time, before he had a second cerebral haemorrhage, was his mother and me. He would squeeze our hands when we held his and talked to him. After he died, I named a star in Pisces after him. His parents were more family to me than mine ever were. There hasn't been a day in my life since that I haven't felt him with me. We were young, we were poor, we had nothing but it didn't matter. We would give each other electric shocks just by touching hands or bumping knees under a table. I have never had that with anyone since. Of course I miss Michael. I adopted his name as my middle name, with his mother's consent. I think life would have worked out a lot different had he lived...or more to the point, had he never been bashed. If he had lived through it he would have been a vegetable by the end.

I light a 24 hour candle twice a year: from sundown till sundown, for the anniversaries of his birthday and his death. His ashes are scattered around Monument Hill back home, overlooking the Indian Ocean on one side and within sight of his family home on the other...and that's where my ashes are going to be, too, when I go. It's where he liked to go and think about things when he was a kid.

So yes, or course I miss him...but I have loved and been with others in the years since. As anyone who has read the questions I put up, I have had a very messy ex more recently. But Michael will always be the one...no matter if we had stayed together or not in the long run. He died when we were in love with each other, and we knew each other so well. And if I could change anything, ever, in my life I would change the night he was bashed and have been with him then. But I can't and life goes on...differently, but it does.

I will always be grateful that I knew him for the years that I did. As far as I am concerned, he's my guardian angel. Without telling anything about him to anyone, twice I have been told that there is a young redheaded man always around me, by clairvoyants etc...and once he was named. I don't know if that sort of stuff is true...but I would like it to be, so for me it is.

Answer 8

I've had a few "boyfriends" when I was younger but I didn't have my first serious relationship until I was 16. We dated for 9 months. I'd never admit this to him but I consider him my first love. Though he wasn't the only love I've had. <333

Answer 9

He was the only person who has ever physically protected me and treated me like a princess. Yes I miss them in a sense, but he used me in the end.

Answer 10

Telling you who she is will not help you, it was okay, it was after all love for the first time, so at that time I had nothing to compare it to, no I don't miss her.