I fell in love with a girl in 1st grade. Some say you can't fall in love that young but I did.
It was awful. We became very close friends, and I often told her of my love for her but nothing ever became of it, instead I watched her date all my friends. In highschool I began to shy away from her, as I realized she began to become more into becoming someone else and pleasing people rather than being herself. We tried to stay close but it didn't work as well.
She got married in August this year. She didn't invite any of her friends to the wedding. She cut off all ties to me and all my connections with her, deleted her facebook as well. She was odd, but I loved her. I still remember the feeling of spring time, walking down the street, snow melting and all I could think about was her.
I
STILL have dreams about here, nearly monthly... she is deeply embedded in my memories. (I'm almost 24 yrs old)
Now I'm with another girl. . . Although the feeling isn't the same - the love isn't the same - its like a different flavor. Still just as strong. I often wonder if I could even feel that kind of love again from when I was so young. . . It was so beautiful a feeling, yet so punishing in its absence.