First True love

  1. Ok who was your first real true love??? How old were you and if you want to share details, details...also if you could, would you want a reunion with that person? I thought this would be fun!
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  3. by   donmurray
    Got to be Hayley Mills (both of her) in the original "The Parent Trap." I was 10, I think, but my tastes, and marriage, have changed me, so I would not want to meet her, now.
  4. by   kewlnurse
    Music, always was, since i was about 10 or so, music dosn't let ou down, never argues with you....blah blah blah
  5. by   hoolahan
    You wanted details, right?

    Well, my first true love was and is my husband. We met when I was 16 and he was 21. I told my mother he was 18 of course. But, how stupid I was. When I baked him a cake and we had it at my house for Dave, my mother said Happy 22nd Dave. I said, he's only 19! Mom was like, look I asked him where he worked, and I know you have to be 18 to work there. Another day I asked him how long he worked there, he said 3 years, so DUH! Fortunately she had come to really like him, or he would have been history.

    WE had a rocky courtship, b/c after I went to college, he didn't, and I thought I was missing a lot by hooking up with Dave so young.

    Dave is the best, but he does not have one romantic bone in his body and he doesn't like to dance, and I could dance all night. So, while on a girls vacation, we were broken up at the time, I met this guy who just swept me of my feet with romance. Won me teddy bears on the boardwalk, took long romantic walks on the beach, whispered sweet somethings in my ear. I was madly madly in major LUST with him. He was very spontaneous, and we "enjoyed" each other's company in some interesting places! When he started telling people he was going to take all his money out of the bank and take me to Hawaii, I knew he was very serious about me, but I didn't feel the same love, just an unquenchable lust, so I had to stop seeing him. It was hard. We would run into each other in nightclubs (yes, he liked to dance.) And we would end up doing our own dance. (One night I came home with my clothes on inside out, which my step-father enjoyed pointing out! LOL! Hey it was dark outside! I was 21, I was legal at this point!)

    I still think about him and if I still looked like I did then, I would not only see him again, but perhaps even..... you get the idea. BUT, I don't, and he probably doesn't either, so it's best left to the past <sigh>. I don't think I could do that to my husband anyway. He is the true love of my life, which fortunately I realized in time to save our relationship.
  6. by   aimeee
    My one true love is my husband also. We met when we were both switchboard operators at the University Hospital. Long hours spent in a little closet of an office together with ample time between calls for discussions about everything under the sun and lots of witty repartee soon forged a bond between us. Then we started playing chess at work. The first game he beat me in seven moves. The next one took a few more. I was determined to eventually win, and sure enough, checkMATE! Its been 20 years now, and I still enjoy every reunion.
  7. by   Jenny P
    Ahhhh, Hoolahan, major LUST, huh? Been there, too, and it was fun. As far as first real true love? Gotta say my hubby of 26 years. Lust is one thing, but love is lasting, and even though we change over time (how DOES gravity manage to change our shapes so fast?), he still is my real true love (and lust, also!) and we are still stuck on each other.
  8. by   CEN35
    what one thinks was their first true love............and what it really is????? could be very tough to decipher?
    guess..........i'll just go with what i thought was my first true love, at the time.
    a girl form hs........i was 18 and about done with hs.....and she was 15 and in 10th grade. we were together for about 2 years...and yes at 18 that was my 1st time. i really didnt care for girls.......always avoided them.......why hang with them? there were beers to drink, buddies to party with, sports to play and cars to race......what else could i have asked for?
    anyways, i realized....... it wasn't true love.
    sometimes.....age, experience, and other factors open your eyes up to the real meaning of love.
    on that note i am out of this thread.....

    me
    Last edit by CEN35 on Sep 25, '01
  9. by   pixxel
    Granted I'm still a young'un, but I wanted to share my story too! Sorry it's a long one, but here it goes:

    I JUST turned 17, and was studying with friends on a friday afternoon at a little coffeehouse (I was regular and was just hired as a waitress there, but didn't start work until the following monday). My friend Debbie and I were going over homework and I sorta spaced out and looked up and across the room. I saw a guy that I had never seen in the shop before (I knew all the regulars and most irregulars already), he was getting his things together to leave and I was utterly stunned - Debbie asked what was wrong, and my response, word for word was, "Debbie, he's the one." But alas, he left and I thought I would never see him again.
    The next monday, my first day on the job, he came back! After that he came in almost everyday! I talked to him a bit and really thought he was such a great guy - He was even the first person that I ever asked out to dinner... We became "kinda" friends - we'd hang out together once, maybe twice a month... but after a few months I confessed to him that I really liked him. He said he felt the same way but nothing seemed to change between us. I figured that he just tried to let me down easily - but we still remained friends....
    Many months after my confession, and almost exactly a year after we met, we had our monthly "let's hang out" day - and he kissed me! I was in shock for such a looooong time... we ended up dating and have been ever since.
    I'm still amazed at how well we work together.. It's like we're each a different puzzle, but all our pieces are interchangable and they still make a pretty interesting picture. Planning on getting married when we're no longer poor college students.

    So, to conclude my incredibly long winded, sorta-detailed story... even if by some god-awful chance we don't spend the rest of out lives together - I was right when I said "he's the one."

    The End!!
  10. by   JennieBSN
    Alright, you asked....

    Met him in college. He was the slick, 'bad boy' that had the rep of usin' 'em and losin' 'em. Never been in a relationship....no one had ever interested him enough to 'settle down.' I was the heartbroken, cold, unreachable she-*****. Tough as nails, been burned a zillion times (and I was only 19!!), didn't trust men any further than I could throw them. NO ONE was getting to me.

    Well, you can guess where this all went. One night, he and I were dancing to Jimmy Buffet @ his frat house (wow...my heart still pounds at the thought of this kiss), and he spun me too fast and I slipped. He caught me, and then kissed me....everything just melted. His frat bros and my friends all stood there gaping-mouthed at the scene on the dance floor....ice queen and mr. untouchable, locked in this steam-your-pants-off passionate kiss. But I digress....

    We ended up dating for almost a year. He broke my heart. We split because I was a virgin...and I wouldn't sleep with him.

    That song 'Unanswered Prayers' by Garth Brooks is the theme song for what happened next....3 years later, my husband, who'd been my best guy friend since we were 16, ended up kissing me in the middle of a field @ 4am on a warm starry summer night.

    The rest, as they say, is history. We've been married 5 years this June.



    p.s....I don't want to run into him unless I'm 8 mos. pregnant, GLOWING, with my wonderful husband at my side!!! whew!!! Sca-ry!!!
    Last edit by JennieBSN on Sep 24, '01
  11. by   carolinaRN
    Talk about bringin back the memories!!!!! WOW

    My first true love was my best friend in high school. We did everything together; shared lockers, walked to class together, talked on the phone all the time, you get the picture. At our graduation, when we were pronounced graduated, we kissed for the first time ever. I was melting. He was the one I wanted for always. Time wasn't on my side though. He went directly into the Army. I told him I loved him, to come back for me-------and he never did.

    Hey, at least I can remember all the cool times we had!!!
  12. by   Ted
    My high-school sweet-heart. We started dating in 10th grade, and dated until our junior year in college (1977-1981) She was a wonderful person . . . we both were "the first" with each other. . . really cared about each other. . .almost married each other (bought the engagement ring and everything!!!).

    I've since bumped into here many years later. It was nice to see her again. She's now married. I'm also happily married. No regrets with the decisions we've made. We had four wonderful years together, though. . . . with lots of pleasant memories.

    Ted Fiebke
  13. by   Bozo180
    We met on a course when I was in year 12 and she was in year 11. We were from cities 374km apart but we did the "long distance relationship" thing for a year..... as they say, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Then, I finished school and joined the army. We had an amicable split for the benefit of us both. A few years later I was in 2nd year uni when I heard she was starting first year. I dropped round to offer her any assistance with study, transport etc and it was as though we had never split up. Now, 6 years after our reunion, we have just had our second wedding anniversary. I'm still in the Army and, in those 2 years, have spent 16 months away doing various work related stuff. But, every time I return, it is like New Years Eve fireworks in our hearts. Absence not only makes the heart grow fonder.....it makes our love grow stronger!
    Bozo
  14. by   Michelle_nurse
    I started to have "boyfriends"when I was 12, I thought I was"in love" so many times from the age of 12 till I was 22. I had a few longer relationships of 2 years and one of 4 years. I think I was more in love with the idea of "being in love". So I wasted time with guys who were nice, paid lots of attention and thought I "loved" them, because I didn't know any different. I had good times with the various guys in those 10 years, then one day it hit me HARD!!!

    My first REAL TRUE love is with Steve. We actually went to high school together, we both knew of each other, but we never spoke. We grew up on the country side, he grew up in the next town over.

    He played guitar in a band......"the band". All the guys in the band were in my grade, except Steve. One of the guys in the band was one who I thought was a "love", BIG MISTAKE!!! and a long story). I was especially attentive to the band cause Matt was in it, yet Matt and I didn't really talk for the last few years of high school, so Steve and I never met. Steve was a grade behind me, although he is only 3 weeks younger than me.

    3 years ago, I was on a bus after having a fight with another "mistake" (a 2 year relationship) I was sitting at the front of the bus, Steve got on the bus in his Canadian customs uniform, I recognized him as "the guy from the band who was younger", we immediately said hi and spoke all the way to the subway station. I thought he seemed bright and friendly, we parted and said bye since we were going in opposite directions.

    As I heard my subway coming, I heard loud foot steps coming down the escalator. It was Steve. His friend had encouraged him to get my #, so he ran after me and used a cute, corny line, I gave him the #. He called me the next day and we were friends for 9 months, we spoke on the phone for hours at a time, went to a few movies, coffee and bars, but it was mostly long phone conversations. I thought there was a possibility that he liked me, but he was so friendly, that it was hard to tell what was going on. I thought of him as a friend who was really trust worthy and there for me.

    Then one day it hit me so suddenly, after seeing him more frequently for a few weeks, I knew I wanted to be alot more than friends.
    I persued him, cause I think he gave up on me as a girlfriend by that point. I invited him out with my friends one night, we knew something was going to happen and we were both nervous.
    We had our first kiss at this bar in down town Montreal, and I have felt so in bliss since.
    This was in May 99, we realize how much we really have in common, and the spark is really there, it feels so strong, honest and magical. He is trully a great person, my best friend. I know we are going to grow old together.

    There's my sap of the day!!!!!

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