I have no idea where he is. I still think of him and smile even though he was a total jerk in some ways. It took me a long time to get over him.
I dont know where he is. We were 14. He was going to a different school but he used to wait for me each morning at one side of the street i was walking to go to school. No matter rain, wind, cold. He was there with his blond, curly har, his green eyes, his chiseled nose..he was so handsome and he was in love with me! I was still a ugly duck, for what i see myself now, but boys started to notice me. He was so jealous of me! I love it!
When he asked me to be his gfriend i thought i was dying. We were holding hands walking after school, i would accompany him to his bus...he lived further than me. He gave me one day a small, fake but for me beautiful ring....and some month later he looked in my eyes and asked me to marry him. My first proposal! I said yes, we could be fiance' for a while.... i was so delighted...but i .broke up with him the next year because he cheated on me with my best girlfriend. I kept her and dumped him. I know he is married and has two kids and left our town. But i never saw him again. This was my first puppy love.
The more grown up first love i know exaclty where he is. I still meet him and have coffee with him anytime i go to Italy. I was 18 and he was 20 when we met. He was the one i lost my verginity to. I fell so deeply in love with him. Blonde hair, long and straight hair, green eyes (i might have a thing for this kind of features...lol... ). We have been together 6 months then he left for serving the Army. I cried all my tears. But when he went home for a visit i knew he didnt love me like i loved him.
Still during those past years we kept in touch, being in the same circle of friends. We always remained good friends. He married and have one boy. He is the owner of the jewerly where me and my ex bought the wedding rings. I thought that it was a perfect circle of love...my first loveand my last one ...(or at least what i was hoping to be then)....when my ex met him he got a bit jealous of him....he said he could feel our special bond... When i go back in Italy i always go to see him and we have a coffee together. He was at my sister's funeral last month....such a good friend he is.... i will always feel a special connection with him. He always looks at me with a sweet smile in his eyes. We have had that young and sincere love we will always share. And i will see him again this summer, i know.
I've been with my only love for a year now...we'll see what the future holds
for us.