Everyone has a unique story of their first love. Whether it’s heartbreaking or heartwarming, each story is special in it’s own way. Especially your first real (or maybe what you thought was real) love, not puppy love. You’ll always remember your first love — how it all began, how they made you feel, the memories shared between just the two of you, what they taught you about love, and how it all came to an end.
My first love taught me things that I will remember for the rest of my life, one of those things being that love is not like what the media plays it to be. Growing up, I watched movies and TV shows which led me to believe that love was always happy, that once you were in love, you would no longer have any problems. I thought that once you and another person were in love, you would always be in love because you could only fall in love once. Now that I look back to that time, I just laugh at how ridiculous those thoughts were.
I remember my first love as if it were just yesterday, even though everything took place almost 10 years ago. We had a rollercoaster of a relationship, although it didn’t seem that way at the time. We had many ups and downs, and I really do mean many. Almost everyday was a new struggle, big or small, there always seemed to be a new issue that came up. I realized all of this a few months after we broke up, but regardless of those problems, while we were together it seemed like things were “perfect.” Maybe they were, according to what my definition of a “perfect relationship” was 10 years ago.
Of all the memories we made together, I enjoy looking back on the happy memories because those are the ones that stand out the most. All the times we went out to new restaurants, the holidays we spent together, the banquets and proms we attended, picking each other up for school, helping him with his homework, surprising each other on our birthdays, and even the days we stayed in to play video games.
Our not-so-happy memories together may not be what I like to reminisce about, but those times have helped me to grow and learn the lessons and values I still believe in today. We fought more than I’d like to admit, we raised our voices in times when we should’ve stayed quiet and listened to the other person, we didn’t fully trust each other, we kept secrets from one another, and we forgot that even if we were in a relationship, we are still our own person.
Although we didn’t end up together in the long run, I’m still happy that I shared those good and bad times with him. I’m glad he was my first love, but I’m even more glad that he isn’t my last.
Some people come to tears when talking about their first love. Maybe because they’re still hurt by something that happened, or perhaps it’s because they’re full of regret, or it could even be because after all that happened, they are still in love with that person.
What many people forget, especially the younger generation, is that just because your first love didn’t last doesn’t mean that you won’t fall in love ever again. Your first love is just that, your first. You have the chance to fall in love again, but only if you let yourself.
I’ll never forget my first love, and I hope you won’t either.