Tell me about your first true love...

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Watching a movie tonight without DH and one of the young men in the movie remind me of my first love...the past hour has been spent reminiscing memories I didn’t even realise I had were unlocked. It lasted a long time from 17-23.

Tell me about your first true loves, how old you were, how long you lasted and why it ended?

I was 18, so was he, and we were in second year at college. He moved into my first year apartment and I was in an apartment above. He came up to return some old college notes that had fallen down the back of a desk. Tall, dark and handsome I was beyond besotted.

Shortly after I got a friend to let him know I was interested before a night out on the town. There was one major nightclub so I knew he would be there. I flirted, as best as I knew how, but when we were all leaving a girl from his course jumped into a taxi with him and some others. I was in the taxi behind with my friends. When we got home she followed him into his apartment and I went upstairs to my apartment, necked a glass of wine and was was gutted.
Moments later I heard someone bounding up the stairs and a knock at the door. It was him. He said she'd gone and asked if I'd like to go back to his to listen to some CDs. We did and I had my first kiss.

We were together from that night for three years. Long story why we broke up that I wont go into but a lot of it was my insecurities and questioning if he loved me (I was from a broken home and distrustful of all men as my dad had been a serial cheat).

The breakup was horrendous but it was a very fun relationship. I'm not on social media but I know he is married with kids somewhere and wish him well. He truly was a good guy and his love for me taught me a lot.

I had an exciting and romantic infatuation at 17 with an older guy but I think even then I knew it wasn't love, it was fun though. My first love is my DH, we've been together 19 yrs from our mid 20s and he just understands me. I remember he put his arm round me just before we first kissed and I felt so safe but also so excited, I think I knew then. The last year has definitely reinforced for me what a brilliant person he is. We have fun, respect each other and don't get bored of each other.

DH is my first TRUE love, I had a boyfriend before DH for 6 years and while he was my first love, it wasn't the real deal, we had some happy times but it was an unhealthy relationship with plenty of cheating and arguing. 😒 Good life lesson I suppose.

I think still a lot about my uni boyfriend. I was 19 he was 20. He was popular, handsome and a good footballer and I couldn't believe he went out with a geek like me 🤓
He had a sensitive side and was my best friend. We laughed together, cried together. Had loads of fun nights out. We met up in uni holidays and stayed in a premier inn a few times. It was ridiculously exciting and was I madly in love 😁💚
I fell pregnant by him early on and had a termination which obviously affected our relationship.
We lived together after uni in a lovely house for nearly a year before I ended it as the relationship had gotten boring and I felt too young to settle down. Haven't spoken now in a decade.
I'm now with a controlling narcissistic and I do wonder how my ex is and what might have happened. Can't go back but I'm glad I had that relationship.

@edwinbear that is so sad, have you had a chance to talk it through with your dad?

I have four friends who married their first loves and are still together 40 or so years later. It is truly awesome to observe their relationships, I’m so happy for them 💕💕💕

Met at 19 in a nightclub.
We were horsey girls and were staying in the hay loft at the yard, there were beds!
Him and his mate came back, nothing but kissing and we took them to the train the next morning. We agreed to meet Sunday, which to me was the next day.
Went and sat at the agreed point, he didn't show.
He turned up the next week, I obviously wasn't there. My twin sister was unloading a van close by (she used to do Sunday markets) and he spotted her. Wandered over for a chat with her, realised she didn't recognise him and worked out we were twins. She arranged a time for us to meet again

Together 7 years but we weren't good for each other. Bought a house and 3 months later we called it a day.
He is married, to somebody he had on the back burner towards the end of our relationship, who looks remarkably like me. They have 2 kids, I wish him nothing but happiness, a thoroughly decent chap.

I was with mine from age 16, together for 11 years. I left because of such minor things, I told myself if I could leave him then I would find ‘the one’, because I wouldn’t settle for anyone less than my ex.......I then married a man who can be very horrible. My ex was a much nicer man x

I don't believe in 'true love' ... it's all a bit Mills and Boon. But I did have a 'one that got away' from my early 20s and had I the confidence back then as I do now...I think things would be different. We did a bit of do we/ don't we thing for a year and then started to see each other for a few months. The fly in the ointment was the fact he had not long come out of a relationship and they had been together since they were 14.

He became guilty as she was taking it very hard and I (being young too) was fed up with her being manipulative, so told him it was over. He went back to her and they did end up getting married.

We have a mutual friend and he told that friend he totally regretted not cutting her off. He said he married her as it was all he knew and their families would have been devastated. As far as I know he is still (unhappily) married but the chance with me was there and it's gone. I turned down the opportunity to keep in contact with him because the feelings were too strong and the best thing was to block him out.

I was 19, he was 25. We met through mutual friends in the 90s, we were all part of a large group who would go to clubs and raves. The first time I saw him, I knew I had to be with him. The first time we kissed I literally felt fireworks. The sex was out of this world and I loved him almost obsessively. However, the relationship started to turn toxic. We took alot of drugs together, he was a big drinker. He was also paranoid, jealous, a stalker,and gaslighted me frequently. There was emotional abuse, some physical altercations from both of us. It was awful. It lasted 6 years, but eventually I moved away, changed my number amd was able to cut all contact. He still tries to contact me through messenger, but I block every account he tries to contact me with. And we havn't seen each other for 25 years.

Met him at 16 and have spent the last 26 years blissfully happy 😃 sadly dh (40) has stage 4 terminal cancer so we won’t get to spend our golden years together 😢

I was 21 and it lasted three and a half years.
As it turned out he was abusive and didn't deserve me.

Mine was 18 months aged 17. I was in love with him we got engaged but we argued too much and eventually agreed to go our separate ways. He was beautiful but I have seen pictures of him now 30 years later and I just wouldn't go there

I was 20 we were together for 3 years. He was lovely so funny and so sensitive.
But I was shredded from a terrible relationship with a much older alcoholic so I destroyed this relationship.
He was desperate for kids and would've made a great dad. But I didn't want kids. We started sniping, I think he cheated so I moved back to my mums. I was devastated.
I saw him about a year later with a lady and a kid in a buggy so assume he became a Dad.
I just couldn't give my all as I'd been damaged before 😭😭

@ThisTooShallBeFantastic my dad died in 2008, but no, I never brought it up with him. Whilst he did completely the wrong thing in my view, I know he did it out of love. He wanted me to go out and experience life and didn’t think I’d be able to, with a boyfriend from ‘home’ in tow.

I was 16, still at school, he was 18 and working, we worked in the same shop. It lasted until I went to Uni, he went offshore. Right person, wrong timing. We kept in touch as friends on and off for 30 years, always had a soft spot for him.
Several years after both of our marriages failed, we finally got back together. It's funny as my Dad said to him he must like travelling, as he took the long road back to me! I always said he was my silver lining.