Well now, here is my twisted story of love
I met the man I wanted to marry when I was in my last year of HS at 17. He was the most beautiful man I had ever seen .My first true love... We started dating and were always together everyday
until one day we had a fight
...He hung up on me and didn't come pick me up that night and I will be damned if I was going to call him back. So I stayed mad , he stayed mad ...neither one would give in and neither of us would call.....So my friend set me up with someone else to take my mind of him...We went out , he proposed , I accepted and we were married a couple months later ....
Walking down the isle I wanted to turn and run back to my ex boyfriend or run anywhere for that matter , I knew in my heart I did not want to be there...I wanted to be with my ex ..I was still totally in love with him...but I was to afraid to turn and run so I married him....we were divorced by our first anniversary...I only married him because I was pissed off about my ex....great reasoning skills there huh?
Two years later I met my now dh at a party but wouldn't go on a date with him for a long time . Then we started dating, we dated for years and I turned him down three times before I was ready to marry him ( I wasn't making that mistake again !
) So three kids and many years later , I'm still with him and he is still my best friend and still one of the best men I know.
But sometimes I have to admit I still wonder ..what ever happened to my
first love ....we never did talk again.
So thats my story good or bad , it's mine.
