Do you ever think about your first love

Yes occasionally - haven't seen him for over 40 years. I know he married and had no children + became a Headteacher. (I saw his mum a few years ago) I think I got the right one though!

I met my first love on the first day of primary school, we were nearly 5. We were inseparable but cruelly torn apart aged 7 when the local authority built a new primary school which I went to and he didn't!

I do think about the sweet chap I was engaged to when I was 21, he 23 - his mother was very possessive and determined to keep her only child at her beck and call, succeeded in breaking us up within a year. I hope he got away and had the happy life he deserved, he was a lovely guy.

Well, it's actually a bit of a shock when you see what they look like now, mine hasn't worn very well.

Yes dear reader and I married him,he was a widower and I was in a failed marriage,we have been married for 19 years and no regrets ( yet ) ????

Yes ! we were just talking of getting engaged ...he had just bought a little old house to do up (or so I was told !) ..turned out the father of his ex girlfriend had bought the house for the two of them for when they got married ...and that since he had left his daughter, the father wanted the house back, or for my then boyfriend to buy it off him ! Coward that he was, he went back to the first girlfriend so he could keep the house. Married her. Had two children, left her ...looked him up on social media out of curiosity ...became a successful architect in a very pretty Suffolk village, now retired, with two grown up sons who have now taken over the company !! ......I never heard from him after the Saturday night in 1966 when he simply never turned up for our Saturday night date at the local hop !! ...tempis fugit !

Yes I do. My parents hated him. I never worked out why. I still have what was, at the time, his prize possession. Bob Dylan's album Highway 61 Revisited. I was heartbroken when we broke up but married a much nicer man .

All the time - and even after 45 years on rare occasions when we go to the same reunions, we always seem to find each other across a crowded room so to speak - but hey ho better to have loved and lost they say

That's sad nettyandmasey? I sometimes wonder how they turned out but have no regrets have been very happy with my life ?

I saw mine the other week (we passed each other on a narrow pavement). I didn't recognise him for a minute or two as I hadn't seen him for about 10 years! He sort of said hello and we passed by with me thinking where did all his lovely black hair go? and he probably thinking where did all her lovely blonde locks go? Both of us are grey now.........oh well, I wish I'd asked him how he was and if life had treated him well. Nevermind - next time!

well i always wonder.......... what he would like for dinner, so i wander down the garden to the shed to ask, we are never far from each other.

In short - yes, probably far too much. I thought in Summer 1957 that such happiness surely couldn't last ...

Yes, I never saw him again after we split up in 1965 and we both went our separate ways. I moved to a different part of the country. He came into my mind again recently and I wondered what had happened to him, so I googled him. He did have a very unusual name.
Imagine my shock when the first thing that came up on Google was his obituary
He had died a couple of weeks previously.
Such a shock such a coincidence..

It was only through meeting her 40 years ago that I truly realised what it is to love. She was unhappy and I divorced. She couldn't make the break, though I waited seven years. Then some years later after we went our separate ways she was free.. but I was free no longer. We're still distantly in touch, she still makes my heart beat faster, and she feels the same though she has a partner. I suggested we meet briefly for lunch. I'd love to kiss her again just once, one last time.. but wisely she said she feared it would make her restless. Can't think of a better compliment for an old man of 70. But that said, I adore my Mme SS!

I think about my first love often, especially around this time of the year. You see, it was 12 years ago in August that he took his own life.
We met when I was 15 and had a very on off relationship for the next 5 years, as one does at that age.
He was sent off to fight in the bush war in Rhodesia which was where his problem with alcohol began.
I left the country and it was 25 years later that we met up again. Too late for us both by then - we were very different people, but we did remain good friends. It was me he called the night he shot himself - I had no idea at the time what it was he was planning and still wish there was something I could have done to help him.
So yes, I often think about that lovely innocent first love.

How sad Sourcerer48

I do so at times, he is a friend of a friend on fb, so now and again, i go and check his profile out. I m single, by the way.

absent what a beautiful analogy of the heart, and so wise.

I still see my first real love as we have a son together. We were married for 11 years before he left me for another, who he left for another, who he left for yet another and I think there's probably been at least one more. He's never remarried though as far as I know. We've met up when our son has needed us both, at each others' parents funerals and at our DGS birthday parties. I still care about him as a friend but both of us have been places and done things we would not have done if we'd stayed together.

Yes I do it was a wonderful magical time in my life but it would never have lasted.