Strange one, this
I came *this* close to bumping into my first love on Sunday at Liverpool St. I don't see or speak to her anymore. It's a shame. We were only together a year and although I have no desire to still be with her, I've become more and more aware over the last two years that she really is/was one of the sweetest, most beautiful and caring people a person could ever hope to meet. I think I began to take it for granted, like every one would be like that. I really hope she's happy at the moment, because last I heard she wasn't doing so well
Is anybody still with their first love? Anybody tremendously bitter and resentful towards theirs? Anybody never been in love?