My first love was my first crush that I wrote about earlier under getting over crushes.

My first love was Mike the boy from Middle School. The bad boy that every teacher told you to stay away from because he was just not a good influence. I didn't care I loved him. Mike and I dated on and off in Middle School and High School. He and I would talk on the phone to way up in the middle of the night and I would wake up with the phone still up to my ear and could hear him breathing on the other end of the phone. I would tell him I loved him in a whisper and hang up the phone. My friends all told me that he and I would go our own ways after Middle School because we lived in different areas of town. So I dreaded to see the year end, but we continued to date and break up. Even we he and I were not dating we were still friends and would talk to each other about our new boyfriends and girlfriends. I thought it was great a guy that was that understanding and would give me advice on guys. I had the best of both worlds I thought.

Mike and I eventually slipped away from one another. We both went our own ways without a goodbye we just stopped talking. I guess we grew apart, but really we grew up. As I got older I never stopped thinking about him. Just certain times of the year and certain smells would bring a smile to my face. I got married not knowing what I was doing, but I had a beautiful baby boy from the marriage. Through friends I found out that when Mike learned that I had gotten married and had a baby he drifted away and joined the Army. He married shortly after that. Neither of us were truly happy and our friends knew it, but we didn't at the time. Over the years I divorced and moved just a few doors down from his mother. His mother and I always talked throughout the years ,but we did not let Mike know. My marriage was not the best in the world and it had a lot of problems. His mother and I felt it best not to let him know what was going on in my life. His mother let me know in 2003 that he was divorcing and I finally decided to call him. 20 years had gone by, but we still loved each other. Seeing Mike again I felt like that little girl in Middle School. Mike told me that he let me go once and would not make that mistake again. We are now married and I have to admit with Mike and my son I know now that my life is complete.
Mike will never know what he meant to me growing up and what he means to me now. I have told him, but words are words. I think that knowing him as a young girl he helped to make me the woman that I am now. Thank you Mike and I Love you now and forever.

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