Simon. He was 17 and drove a brown car. But he *drove* which was kinda his big attraction. Older brother of a classmate so every day she'd bring me a heart and x's-filled note from him. Brown wavy hair and kinda darkish skin (his father was Pakistani). 6'3" but fairly skinny with it. Cute grin. Played rugby for the state schoolboys team. Looking back, he was actually pretty dumb but I thought he was wonderful and very funky. He liked Elvis and wore yellow trousers sometimes. He gave me a little saphire ring and a jewellery box he made himself for our first "anniversary" and told me we would be together forever and ever and xxxx heart heart. One day I just outgrew him. But I've never spent four hours just kissing anyone since.

My first love broke my heart. what a surprise. I'm just learning to forgive him. poor stupid fuck.

my first love broke my heart too. i saw her recently in NYC. she's as beautiful as ever but we've grown so far. im glad we're still friends. her chest looked like it hadnt changed a bit. her lips still smart and her eyes, as big and brown as ever. i was 17, she was 15. She never let me get to the poonani. She is brilliant, would punch me on the arm when i made a dumb joke, sit close to me over the stick shift on dark drives back to her house in the sticks listening to Love and Rockets. One of the quickest wits I know. Made mixed tapes for me. By the same token i was able to turn her on to so many things, including marijuana, lots of music and most importantly, friends she still has today. I will still never get over her entirely, but Im also pretty grounded and confident that what I have now is so much better in so many ways. Her name was margaret.

your arm must have been pretty sore, mostly.

All my loves have broken my heart.

I fell in love for the first time a month ago...We have been friends for about 8 months or so, we started off "seeing" eachother for about a week, but he decided he didn't want to be "that way" with me, so we became friends. He came back a few months ago, we started hanging out again as friends and he decided he was interested again, and even more so this time around. We acted like a couple, did everything together every day, made love, he was my first love...it was lovely. On our "online place" he posted a few comments about wanting a gf and how he wanted to meet "the one". Wasn't referring to me. I confronted him, told him it hurt my feelings and he apologized and said that he didn't want a gf right now, that he wasn't interested in me "that way". I'm now crying everyday.