I have one in particular that I always think about. I don't think I'll ever get him completely out of my blood. We broke up in 2003, January will actually make it three years. And, I probably still miss him the most of anyone I've ever dated. He was my first really passionate, completely adult relationship, and, the one I put the most of myself into, and, the one that left me nearly beaten when it ended. I never felt like there was any closure. And, I do still think of Ben (I posted a few threads about him this spring/summer), too.