I was 15. His name was Sean. Everyone said that we were to young. I was devastated when we broke up. We saw eachother off and on over the years. (Up until right before Mike in fact.) He cried when I got married. His sister is my bestfriend and I lived with him family in highschool. His mother tutors my son. I still hang out with him here and there if I bump into him at his mom's or something. He's an awesome guy, but we always crossed eachother's paths at the wrong time. I know it's horrible to say since I am married, but I will be very sad when he finally gets married.
I have to add, my first love that has lasted and is a mature relationship is most definately my husband. He's the only one that I've happily stayed with after all the fairy tale cheesy new love part goes away. I fall more and more in love with him everyday.
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