Hello, as we talked about 'first love', I will share my experiences and confused thoughts. I was very young - at 14, when I first fell in love for real and decided that this was obviously my first love. But it turned out that my first love came 2 years later: the feeling was different, more mature ... The first thing I should note is that we never went with him ... From the very beginning when we met we were interesting, but then I gave it to the hormones and decided it was like the hobbies that come and go in 2 weeks. I had no idea how wrong I was. A month after we met, he found a girlfriend, but he didn't stop looking for me ... not often, but in a week or two he called so as not to lose touch. I remember what he said to me on my 17th birthday about some stupid and joking statement on my part: "It's true, my coals are still smoldering ..." That was the moment I realized that he REALLY cared about him. . A few months later, completely imperceptibly, we started talking more often, seeing each other more often ... getting closer. One night we wrote to each other late, because I was extremely sad - I didn't understand this behavior - to show that he wanted me, but to continue to be with another ... Another memorable statement: "It may be good now, but there is something that I tried it once, a long time ago, and I can't forget it. " When we saw each other, she was incredibly nice, she did everything to make me feel special and unique. If we happened to pull over, he would send the nicest conciliatory text messages possible. However, 2-3 months have passed, in which we remained in the phase of explanations in love. I decided that there was no point in continuing like this and we just cut off contact. My biggest mistake was that I didn't tell him how much I loved him, and he never understood. He was going to live abroad and we last saw each other a few months before - no one had looked at me with so much love, I can't even describe him - maybe it was as if he was looking at a favorite porcelain doll that he feared might it broke. I, meanwhile, had started a relationship with a mutual acquaintance who ... well, he was aware. I did not have the courage to tell him and so far I am sorry. I guess when he found out about my relationship, he felt betrayed. I talked to him a few months after he left, and then all I got was, "I have unfounded reasons not to talk to you, but know that if you ever need help, that he loves me (it has happened 3 times, and he is not one of those people who say it just like that) and is honest in his actions, is it possible that he doesn't remember my name now? I would do anything to know what he thinks. One thing is for sure - he was very injured, me too - what is the point? After every relationship, I wonder why I should start at all when I know that it will end, even if I'm not really attached, it still hurts, because I have to eradicate the habit. And I won't find another until I AT LEAST tell him what it was then and what it is now, with no hope of anything happening. Maybe the truth is that I just need this love. I love her. I can't let her go. It's been so long and things are the same for me. First love is not forgotten, and according to my observations, most people are inclined to compromise as far as it is concerned. and he is not one of those people who say it just like that) and sincere in his actions, is it possible that he does not remember my name now? I would do anything to know what he thinks. One thing is for sure - he was very injured, me too - what is the point? After every relationship, I wonder why I should start at all when I know that it will end, even if I'm not really attached, it still hurts, because I have to eradicate the habit. And I won't find another until I AT LEAST tell him what it was then and what it is now, with no hope of anything happening. Maybe the truth is that I just need this love. I love her. I can't let her go. It's been so long and things are the same for me. First love is not forgotten, and according to my observations, most people are inclined to compromise as far as it is concerned. and he is not one of those people who say it just like that) and sincere in his actions, is it possible that he does not remember my name now? I would do anything to know what he thinks. One thing is for sure - he was very injured, me too - what is the point? After every relationship, I wonder why I should start at all when I know that it will end, even if I'm not really attached, it still hurts, because I have to eradicate the habit. And I won't find another until I AT LEAST tell him what it was then and what it is now, with no hope of anything happening. Maybe the truth is that I just need this love. I love her. I can't let her go. It's been so long and things are the same for me. First love is not forgotten, and according to my observations, most people are inclined to compromise as far as it is concerned. is it possible that he doesn't remember my name now? I would do anything to know what he thinks. One thing is for sure - he was very injured, me too - what is the point? After every relationship, I wonder why I should start at all when I know that it will end, even if I'm not really attached, it still hurts, because I have to eradicate the habit. And I won't find another until I AT LEAST tell him what it was then and what it is now, with no hope of anything happening. Maybe the truth is that I just need this love. I love her. I can't let her go. It's been so long and things are the same for me. First love is not forgotten, and according to my observations, most people are inclined to compromise as far as it is concerned. is it possible that he doesn't remember my name now? I would do anything to know what he thinks. One thing is for sure - he was very injured, me too - what is the point? After every relationship, I wonder why I should start at all when I know that it will end, even if I'm not really attached, it still hurts, because I have to eradicate the habit. And I won't find another until I AT LEAST tell him what it was then and what it is now, with no hope of anything happening. Maybe the truth is that I just need this love. I love her. I can't let her go. It's been so long and things are the same for me. First love is not forgotten, and according to my observations, most people are inclined to compromise as far as it is concerned. me too - so what's the point? After every relationship, I wonder why I should start at all when I know that it will end, even if I'm not really attached, it still hurts, because I have to eradicate the habit. And I won't find another until I AT LEAST tell him what it was then and what it is now, with no hope of anything happening. Maybe the truth is that I just need this love. I love her. I can't let her go. It's been so long and things are the same for me. First love is not forgotten, and according to my observations, most people are inclined to compromise as far as it is concerned. me too - so what's the point? After every relationship, I wonder why I should start at all when I know that it will end, even if I'm not really attached, it still hurts, because I have to eradicate the habit. And I won't find another until I AT LEAST tell him what it was then and what it is now, with no hope of anything happening. Maybe the truth is that I just need this love. I love her. I can't let her go. It's been so long and things are the same for me. First love is not forgotten, and according to my observations, most people are inclined to compromise as far as it is concerned. until I AT LEAST told him what it was then and what it is now, with no hope of anything happening. Maybe the truth is that I just need this love. I love her. I can't let her go. It's been so long and things are the same for me. First love is not forgotten, and according to my observations, most people are inclined to compromise as far as it is concerned. until I AT LEAST told him what it was then and what it is now, with no hope of anything happening. Maybe the truth is that I just need this love. I love her. I can't let her go. It's been so long and things are the same for me. First love is not forgotten, and according to my observations, most people are inclined to compromise as far as it is concerned.
1 JessieAly answered
It is very difficult, my dear! I experienced my great love at 19, it was very strong and very romantic, but ... I wanted to return to Bulgaria, nostalgia was suffocating me. He stayed there, on the other side of the ocean, and we never saw each other again. I'm already 42, I have a 16-year-old daughter, but he doesn't come out of my head, I'm still wondering how she would be with him at one time or another. I compare every next man with him and to this day I have not met a man like him. After so many years I am still alone, nothing happened to my daughter's father, we broke up when she was 3, and this very first love of mine remained the only one and still strong, and it never happened again, never ... I can't give advice, I myself ran away from my love and to this day I am alone ... Would I come back? I don't know, I still think it won't be the same anymore, because it's just a memory from the past,