Is it possible to get over your first love?

[pipedreams]

I know how blessed I am to have experienced such love. Cliché aside, for three years we were young, in love, and oblivious to everything but each other. Ours was that intense, requited love which inspires artists and angels alike. However, while I didn’t cut off my ear or drink fatal poison, I did suffer wounds when Cupid's double-edged arrow was yanked from my soul. The relationship ultimately has left me scarred, but lyrics, stanzas, plot lines, and greeting cards have relevance and meaning to my life.

(I miss and love you, Robert)

 

[lvjustin]

ugh... tough subject. i happen to be on the other end of this problem. me and my girlfriend were only together for a yea, but she was my first love. we started having problems when i first started having serious depression problems and she wasn't willing to stick through it, not that i blame her. to make all the more awkward, we lived on the same hall in the dorms and we have the same best friends so we were still around each other al the time. needless to say it erupted to even more arguments and we lashed out at each other a couple times. but after all this and how much she hurt me i still love her and i too find myself questioning what i could have done differently or if i gave up or trying to make her see how much i love her.

 

[slimvintage]

There was a little cafe in my home town that served the best banana cream pie you ever tasted. From the time I was old enough to go in by myself and climb up on a stool at the counter and order a slice, I did. While I was in college, the place burned to the ground and never rebuilt. I just don't eat banana cream pie anymore - nothing can compare to that little cafe and I don't even try. I bake about a hundred pies a year and my husband of twenty seven years loves coconut cream - so I make, he says, the best coconut cream he ever tasted. But every once in a while, when I'm sitting on the sun porch with a good book and a cup of hot tea, something comes over me and I lean back and, for a few minutes, I can taste that banana cream pie. Denver, honey, when you're my age, you'll be able to lean back and savour this banana - until then, you got to work on perfecting your coconut cream or rhubarb or apple or cherry or chocolate. . . .

rifle, you are very very special.

 

[BrokeStraightBoys]

There was a little cafe in my home town that served the best banana cream pie you ever tasted. From the time I was old enough to go in by myself and climb up on a stool at the counter and order a slice, I did. While I was in college, the place burned to the ground and never rebuilt. I just don't eat banana cream pie anymore - nothing can compare to that little cafe and I don't even try. I bake about a hundred pies a year and my husband of twenty seven years loves coconut cream - so I make, he says, the best coconut cream he ever tasted. But every once in a while, when I'm sitting on the sun porch with a good book and a cup of hot tea, something comes over me and I lean back and, for a few minutes, I can taste that banana cream pie. Denver, honey, when you're my age, you'll be able to lean back and savour this banana - until then, you got to work on perfecting your coconut cream or rhubarb or apple or cherry or chocolate. . . .

Very nice I love your story.

 

[tampa24]

Very nice I love your story.

What a great analogy Rifle. Thank you for that perspective.