Sometimes love never dies

posted June 23rd, 2020 at 10:36 PM

I met the love of my life nearly 45 years ago. We were together for 2 years and I adored him. He was kinder to me than anyone had ever been, but he wasn't in love with me. Have you ever told someone you love them and heard back, "I know... I'm sorry..." After two years of this and also not being included in parts of his life (socializing with friends, his immediate family -- he was NOT married) I broke it off while I still had enough self-esteem to do so. I haven't so much as laid eyes on him in 40 years, and yet here I am, missing him, thinking of him and still in love with him. I feel like I've been dying of a broken heart since we parted.

17 Comments

Luna Lake

Jun 23, 2020 at 10:53pm

You must feel a bit #FOMO phobic... there are quite a few billion ppl on the planet you could actually have fun paradise for at least 20 of the next 40 years

Romeo and Juliet never knew paradise.

Jun 24, 2020 at 12:37am

"I know, I'm sorry" doesn't necessarily mean that they didn't or don't love you. It could also mean too much of the opposite was true, even to the point where they idolized you and fucked themselves up over it.
45 years ago, I'm sure you both were quite young, hormonal, and emotional. It happens. Two people can become very obsessed with each other for a life time especially if there was a desire or expectation that went unfulfilled.

Also, and this maybe unrelated, but as a far "marriage" goes for some people it doesn't always rest in an approved legal document handed out by the state. Some people believe marriage itself is a state. It's the state of being with someone you're in love with for the rest of time regardless of whether or not the rest of the world approves of the union or not. It's not built on paper. Just trust, loyalty, faith, and devotion.

Anonymous

Jun 24, 2020 at 7:14am

That's a long time. They have definitely changed.
I met the love of my life in the fall of 2009. That's like 1/4 of your timeline but it was long enough for them to metamorphosize into a gelatinous blob.

reality is strange

Jun 24, 2020 at 8:57am

over Christmas, at my seasonal job, I ran into the first girl who had an open crush on me, and the next day the first girl who I had a crush and who's house was the first girls I went to. one was there with her kid, and one was there with her husband.
had been at least 25 years since I saw either.
while there had been many flames I wanted to run into, the word is not run the way one wants it to be. it just is.
the interactions were both beautiful and meaningful. there was no lost love. there was no future love. just friends from a lifetime.

Anonymous

Jun 24, 2020 at 10:37am

Maybe he's gay?

Hello

Jun 24, 2020 at 2:30pm

I have a similar story as you.

I still often think about my gf from 1980; it's been 40 years and I suppose I will never stop thinking about how she was the one who got away.

@Anonymous

Jun 25, 2020 at 12:02am

Ate you in a relationship now?

And if not, why do you consider "a gelatinous blob" the love of your life?
Why not find someone else?

@@Anonymous

Jun 25, 2020 at 3:45am

Maybe because the love of their life became a gelatinous blob. Maybe because they still love that gelatinous blob. I've loved a gelatinous blob once. If I can love a gelatinous blob regardless of how cruel that gelatinous blob was to me, maybe you can. Even if it's only when you look in a mirror.