I was 16, he was 18. My first love. We dated for 2 1/2 years. Our families came from similar Italian backgrounds, and wanted us to marry. We did everything together, proms, dances, family dinners, etc.
At one point I became pregnant with his child. I was a senior in high school. and leaving for Europe that summer. I had no choice but to end the pregnancy. I resented him and blamed him for it. That was the beginning of the end.
A year went by, and I met the man I would marry and have 3 children with. That marriage lasted 19 years. I never forgot my first love, and never stopped loving him.
He didn't marry until later in life. Come to find out, he was looking for someone just like me.
There was an occasion where I ran into my love, that was 18 years ago. I was married, with 2 little boys. I knew I was still in love with him, and left my husband for a brief time.
I never saw my love again.......... until 2 weeks ago. I had found him. I called the number, his wife answered the phone. I was wanting to know how he had been, etc. He said how awkward he felt. I apologized, and hung up.
2 months later, he called me. Turns out she was sitting right there when he was trying to talk to me. He wanted so bad to talk, but couldn't. I had blocked my number, and he didn't know how to find me, but 2 months later he did. He found out where I worked.
We met the next day, and have been together every day since. His marriage had been crumbling for years, and he had planned on divorcing long before I came into the picture.
We have figured out we weren't meant to be together until now. I have never felt love like I do with him.
We plan to marry..... and our families couldn't be happier!