I had a hard time getting over my first love (we dated for 4 years) many moons ago when I was 17. We broke up when I was 21 and I was the one to break his heart. He'll always be in my heart but I know we could never be "friends". Too many real feelings there to be just friends. It's best that I never see or talk to him again and he the same for me. I have wonderful memories of us being together and they will stay with me my whole life. It's not easy to move on but you will. Another love will come along that you won't want to risk losing and you'll be happy again. I sometimes wonder what my life would be like if I wasn't so stupid as to break it off with him back then but then I think of the life I have with hubby and I would never think of risking that just to find out. I think maybe I'm just hanging on to a memory. Such is life.
