First Love

"We were 18, I liked him because he was tall (6’3, quarterback), I don’t know why he liked me" & other tales from the community 🍒

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Each time you happen to me all over again. —Edith Wharton

In “How badly are you allowed to yearn?” I said that first love often marks us with a fierceness that can destroy adult lives. Do we ever “get over” our first love? Do we have past lives in this life? I asked, you answered. You said, sometimes it sets our standards, other times, it ruins our lives but leave a good memory, and sometimes, it ends in marriage.

Even though these (unedited) stories are completely different, they all seem to say: Love is not a gentle thing, but it’s worth it.

1. She dreamed of me, then showed up and (literally) saved my life.

All my best memories with women are lying around watching TV with them.