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First love.... how long did it take you to get over him/her?
Are you kidding...
Never!
The setting and time;
I was sent during the Summers to stay with my father when he worked as the Mechanic Trainer for the Dominican Airlines at the Dominican Republic. It was a time in which American children were being kidnaped for a couple hundred dollars.
So he hired two body guards, dressed in their black uniforms carrying arms for everyone to see. It was 1955, and I was eight years old.
My first love....
I was in an area outside a small village, and heard the wonderfull festive Latina Musica. So runing, with my guards doing their best to keep up, to where the music was coming from I came onto the village center park - plaza scene and saw dancers danicng around a majestic poll with a totem above.
There she was tall and beautiful womna dancing and performing a folkloric rendition of Merengue, so without hesitation - not knowing better either, I walked into the center where she was performing and looked up and saw her radiant ebony skin glistening with gentle rays against the sharp rays of the sun overhead, and fell in love. Her scent was sweet and her darken eyes were the kind you could get lost in.
With a gentle smile highlighted with pearl whites smile in comprehension as she as well as others in village community saw my two guards smiling and with total control she carefully held out and downward from her majestic frame and her hand out and we danced and when finished she lifted me up in joy'est celebration.
Later she introduced me to her daughters who were about my age and they obeyed her to help me dance more and eat some of the villiage offerings as she likesie did with my guards. Then she leaned down and kissed me on the forehead and I sigh in total love - though childish it may have been. It was total exotic.
Ever since every other girl was measured and compared to her beauty and grace. It even affected me in areas in which there were separate water fountains, as I ignored the signs " colored only " when then other had a line. This scared both my parents and my grand parent when we visiting Atlanta, Georgia. We lived then were I grew up in Miami, Florida. Everything almost went total shock, one time, when I opened a door for a state'ly looking black woman outside of an Atlanta Peach Street Store. Aorund 1959 I ignored all racial barriers with some very nervous parents trying to adapt my new seemingly radical behavior- but is wasn't. I was not going to be cheated out of new resource of personal relationship, if someone tried it would me a fight.
Nevertheless, and the impact she had on me still continues today, and my successful Inter-racial personal relationship is just one of the benefits of this experience. But I will never stop feeling the pulse and thril I had when my heart litterally leaped out of my chest as fell the warmth of love sweeping though me as I still love Desiree to this day.
Never!
The setting and time;
I was sent during the Summers to stay with my father when he worked as the Mechanic Trainer for the Dominican Airlines at the Dominican Republic. It was a time in which American children were being kidnaped for a couple hundred dollars.
So he hired two body guards, dressed in their black uniforms carrying arms for everyone to see. It was 1955, and I was eight years old.
My first love....
I was in an area outside a small village, and heard the wonderfull festive Latina Musica. So runing, with my guards doing their best to keep up, to where the music was coming from I came onto the village center park - plaza scene and saw dancers danicng around a majestic poll with a totem above.
There she was tall and beautiful womna dancing and performing a folkloric rendition of Merengue, so without hesitation - not knowing better either, I walked into the center where she was performing and looked up and saw her radiant ebony skin glistening with gentle rays against the sharp rays of the sun overhead, and fell in love. Her scent was sweet and her darken eyes were the kind you could get lost in.
With a gentle smile highlighted with pearl whites smile in comprehension as she as well as others in village community saw my two guards smiling and with total control she carefully held out and downward from her majestic frame and her hand out and we danced and when finished she lifted me up in joy'est celebration.
Later she introduced me to her daughters who were about my age and they obeyed her to help me dance more and eat some of the villiage offerings as she likesie did with my guards. Then she leaned down and kissed me on the forehead and I sigh in total love - though childish it may have been. It was total exotic.
Ever since every other girl was measured and compared to her beauty and grace. It even affected me in areas in which there were separate water fountains, as I ignored the signs " colored only " when then other had a line. This scared both my parents and my grand parent when we visiting Atlanta, Georgia. We lived then were I grew up in Miami, Florida. Everything almost went total shock, one time, when I opened a door for a state'ly looking black woman outside of an Atlanta Peach Street Store. Aorund 1959 I ignored all racial barriers with some very nervous parents trying to adapt my new seemingly radical behavior- but is wasn't. I was not going to be cheated out of new resource of personal relationship, if someone tried it would me a fight.
Nevertheless, and the impact she had on me still continues today, and my successful Inter-racial personal relationship is just one of the benefits of this experience. But I will never stop feeling the pulse and thril I had when my heart litterally leaped out of my chest as fell the warmth of love sweeping though me as I still love Desiree to this day.
I left her ...after 5yrs I was over someone that was leaching off me, wouldn't work, slept all day and used the Internet ... at one time I had my ex living at my house and my current girlfriend staying over ...made for some hmm interesting times to say the least however Ive moved on from all that ...and learn a lot from my mistakes thats for sure.
Post Last Updated: 04.09.2007 at 07.22
It took me about a year to get over him.But that changed alot in me,I can't trust men anymore eventhough I don't love him anymore.And he tried to get things back but I couldn't,he cheated on me.And now my heart started beating for the first time after the break up but unfortunately with the wrong guy.He is a player and he is fooling around.Maybe cause I'm lucky in other stuff ,I'll never be lucky in my love life.But the worst part,this made me a worse person.I began to be aggressive with everybody,fearing to get heart broken again.
[X] well if u couldve called it love, since im still young, then it took me @ least a month to get over him. i was with him for about 3 months and he started 2 show his more immature side...about a week before i broke up with him, he started talking to me about this girl in his instrumental class (how good of friends they were, etc). so that was pretty much a sign. less than a week after we broke up, he started dating the same girl! i only cried once but i felt miserable for days. he WAS my bestfriend and my boyfriend. but since then i know ive moved on to more mature people. i'll always remember him as my first love, but i know hes not the only person in the world (thankgod lol) [X]
i think that the cure to a broken heart is the realisation that its not you thats the faulty one, its him or the relationship and that there are plenty of people out there who will be more compatible with you. If anything, I think everybody should go out and read "he's just not that into you" its a really interesting book about relationships and being treated how you want to be. DOnt take the parts where they are saying "if he doesnt call he's not that into you" too seriously, but read into the deeper message about compatibility and learning to sort out what YOU want and finding somebody to match that. If there is one thing I have learnt its that focusing on yourself makes everything else seem much less important :)
Post by heLen
i'm still in love with my crush at primary school! we rode our bikes together, played fathers & mothers together, shared lunch, played hide&seek & he gave me my first diamond ring made out of sticks and leaves! :) his name, i forget but memories of him are quite vivid in my mind! ;) my mum would know his name actually!
same here.. i used to fink am ova him until i found maself google searching him and looking him up in Friends Reunited..thats wen i knew am still bang on him...
(i pray ma current man does not read this)
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