What's your lost love story?





Mine...

I was in 11th grade. I rode a special bus to a different school for an anatomy class, there was a guy name ryan that rode to a different place for some kinda of trade/building class. We also have a history class together in the afternoon. He use to tease me a little. He use to call me 'twiterpated' from bambi. I didn't really know that he must have really liked me. We went Christmas shopping once... and he made me stay away because he was getting me something. My friend, which was in the same history class with us, knew what the present was. I was a total 'b' towards him. He ended up taking what he got me back and got me something different. I was completely stupid and a total teenager worrying about appearances and such. Not long after christmas time, his family moved and I never saw him again.

Til this day, I would at least like to apologize for being such a 'b'. I had thought about in the past taking out a newpaper ad and apologizing. I only remember his first name.. and I would have to do a lot of looking to find his last name.

Well, that's mine what's yours...

Awe!

I don't have a story to share...I wish I did though.

She was beautiful; nothing but class from the tips of her toes to that funny little part she put in her hair, the best friend I ever had.
When I came back from the war things had changed. I had changed. She had changed. I still wonder about her every day.

Mine would be the 4th grade. Yes, I know that is young, but I never forgot him. His name was Danny. He lived a pasture away from me in Oklahoma. He was a year older than I. We met on the school bus.

We use to spend every weekend together. He would walk through his pasture to come get me, and we would go hang out with his family. Then he would walk me home. He always picked those little yellow weed flowers for me. This lasted a year. He was so cute and adorable. Then my mom and step dad got a divorce and we moved back to Texas. We use to write to each other 6 times a month for about 6 months, and it soon started to fade. It was sad.

I still think about him often.

What lovely bittersweet stories! Thank you for sharing!

Thank you for starting this. I like to share that story.

I've never had one, but your stories are sweet.

There was this friend of mine that got me and her best friend together and we hit it off pretty well, decided to date. Then all of a sudden, she "just wanted to be friends". I later found out that she was cheating on me (through my friend that got us together). She wanted to get back together, and she even changed schools to go to the same school I did, but I never talked to her again, well I may have said hi once, but that's it. I even walked across two cities just to meet her, at the time I wasn't old enough to drive, and I couldn't get a ride, so I had to walk. I ended up showing up late, but I explained that I had to walk more than 30 miles to get there, so I was able to repair any damage that the tardiness caused.

I met him at the county fair when I was staying with my cousin. We kissed in a dark tunnel on a fair ride. After I went home we wrote letters back and forth for a while. He gave me his ID bracelet. Funny thing, I live in the area now........but things have changed SO much since then. I hope he at least remembers the time as fondly as I do. I was in junior high school.

*sigh* why not? had the perfect relationship,save a distance issue (well,for us anyway) i believe she would have done anything for me,and i quite literally traveled the world for her. in the end i just wasnt strong enough,and i lost her before id actually moved there (totally my fault) it wasnt just a net thing,and id intended to marry her.i made her hate me when we broke up so she wouldnt miss me. nearly killed me. not quite as simple as that but its a very long story and iv built up quite the reputation as a rampant jerk,and id hate to mar that with the truth.just like to vent once in a while.

I do that often. I would rather make people hate me, then have to deal with it.

it wasnt for my sake i assure you.it didnt help the issue of me missing her,and hurting her,even with good intent,well,it wasnt for my sake.
it worked atleast. yaaaay...

Oh I know, trust me. I know exactly what you are saying.

I met a man at my job years back.We dated for a year and a half then broke up.



He came to see me a few years afterwards and I just started seeing someone.Was really nervous and scared about goign back with him because I was looking to settle down and wasnt sure he would any time soon.


Then about 5 years ago I thought of him one day and called his parents house.They remembered me, I was their favorite for him and they were great to me.


Mom told me he was in a car accident with current g/f and died 1 yr and a half prior to my calling them.


I cried so hard that night.Felt such a loss even though it had been years since we were together.Last time I saw him I did kinda brush him off a little byt but I wasnt mean.


On TG day that same year I went to visit his grave and spent an hr or two just talking with him.I had ordered a rock of sorts that had a carving on it about tears in heaven etc and left it there.

I only returned this past yr, the day after TG, and wrote him a note during my visit and left it there.


I still whisper Happy Birthday to him on his bday, which also happens to be my bros/wife's wedding date.


Be at peace JLH

I thought I had one. And, then I met him again after 15 years. Boy was I glad I hadn't stayed with him.

i want to say something,but im not sure what or how,i hope you get the idea. im just sympathetic with people who have experienced true sadness. i know a guy who's love died drunk driving,after he let her leave a party. dumb on all parts,but no less sad for it. hes more or less an alchoholic now,but i would have been dead within hours of hearing honestly had it been the one i loved.

meant to reply to myssfytz

You cant do that though.



Then they really died in vain.



You have to be strong thru it and think of the happy memories you both shared and smile.



If your partner dies on you, Im sure they wouldnt want you to fall into that kind of depression.Theyd want you to move on and remember the good times and make a good life for yourself.


Thats true love to the end.

I understand what youre saying, and thank you.We werent together at the time and hadnt been for about 10 years.But the sadness of never seeing him or talkign with him at all again, well, that hit me hard.


Live your life proudly as they would have wanted for you.