If we're talking in general, it would be my best-friend from long ago. We grew up together, we learned together. Hell, we smoked crayon ciggarettes together, and that's bonding.
If we're talking romantic relationships, I'd have to say, well I can't really say can I? But it was around the age of fifteen. I was tricked into it.
The first really true love, where it's two sided and honest, was my last boyfriend. We loved each other for who the other was, and we had a great time. It was a loving relationship, but we were very incompatible.
Confused love and lust alot in my day, (lol), but when I knew we were graduating high school and there was the possibility that I would never see him again . . . I can't even explain the feeling.
In the end, I didn't work out but, I think about him sometimes though. What could have been . . .
Now, I think that love is more of a moment in time. You may fall madly in love with someone when you are 20 y.o., but 10 years later, you and the SO will hopefully have grown beyond the same place. Whether the love has grown, is a different story. Whether the love is strong enough to keep its hands off the direction of growth and not manipulate, is something only time will show.
First love lasts...in its own continuum, but to live there would be stagnation. Time ushers new opportunities to love in new ways...even new people.
1978 or 79, it was probably something else, but I thought it was love.
My Wife has said for years, that the first time she saw me at age 12, her age 7, she was in love for the first time. She looked like a boy to me, so there was no way I was going to be in love with "that".
Now I feel that intense, earth shattering love, every day.
I believe that two people who are in love, truly, abyssmally in love, will grow together.
The fireworks may fade, but the two find something more intense, perhaps calmer as their love grows. They grow emotionally, sexually and even cognitively.
When one or both don't grow , the relationship may lie dormant or even become destructive in some sense.
Ahhh more cold medicine, please. If I can't make sense, I might as well feel a bit of a buzz!
However, I also think that, growth is an individual thing. The growth of a relationship, and the growth of an individual can be two separate 'trajectories', if you will. It is entirely possible in your personal growth to outpace a relational growth. I think it can incredibly complex, but the human spirit can rise to the occasion, too.
I'm curious if anyone else keeps in touch with their first love?
I was in high school: freshman and sophmore years. Some of my Lit roots are in that relationship, we wrote to each other from study hall. We recently refound each on line and have been keeping up a fun correspondence. I remember when we broke up: how I wanted to be friends. That was certainly wasn't going to happen at the time, but I never guessed that it would 12 years later.
Heh... Do I really have to tell *this* story again?
The short and the long of it, is that my first love, my first girlfriend, is also the only one which I have had. She hurt me pretty bad, but I am much better now... stronger because I weathered the storm.
I've been there once. I was 30. She was beautiful, funny, smart, and had a couple problem that were just no big deal. Later, they became a very big deal. She kicked me around like I was a football, then beat me when I was down. It hurt. It still does.
I was 24 yrs old and I met him by chance... we were friends for a while but someone I sensed that he was going to be the one.
I told him this and he said that I was crazy and that how was it that I could read his thoughts and know when he was lying... he accused me of witch craft.
As the years went by I noticed that I was falling in love with him and that I could not see my life without him. Then one day he called from work & we talked & as he was saying bye he quitely whispered " Te amo". I did not know what to say ... I was silent for what seemed like hours... then I told him good bye.
Later on ... I knew that I loved him as well.... the love I feel for him only seems to grow more & more with each day. I know deep down in my heart he was meant for me. I know I was destined to meet him and have him as a part of my life. He is the one and he is the one who showed me what love is..
Like the song says " I knew I loved you before I met you , I think I dreamed you into life "
Yes, the storm ends leaving a bit of a damp chill in the air.
You may not venture out in the immediate aftermath of the storm, but eventually, signs of the storm are distant memories. Clearing the way for new things to happen, new growth, warmth and happiness.
Shirley was her name. Third grade and it was REAL. She moved away but before she did she told me that she loved me more than her parents. I still wonder about her from time to time.