First love from an old man's perspective.
 

Do you ever reminisce of your first true love? The first time you felt that feeling in your chest, listen to love songs and day dream of her? The innocence of remembering what she wore, the smell of the surroundings, the first kiss?
We all have them.
This is the cool part. After 25 years I got mail from her, (she found me through Classmates) we sent a few mails back and forth, and finally we met yesterday.

There stood this 39 year old woman with a big smile, older than her high school yearbook photo looked, but yet as pretty as I remembered. Isn't that weird?

You youngsters will need to get there before you understand.

Funny how love is in the eye of the beholder.

if I ever see my first b/f around - im gonna whoop is ass... im a lot bitchier now than i was back then - i let that hahahaha get off too easy :glugglug

btw - you guys gonna see each other again - this could be a new saga

that's quite the anger you're brewing there :1orglaugh

:1orglaugh

wow classmates.com is actually useful