First Love Leaves An Imprint On Your Heart
I’ve chosen Out On The Town by Fun. The lyrics fit the context of this post perfectly.
The other day I was browsing the Craigslist job section and came across an ad that caught my attention. When I saw that the CEO was looking for an Executive/Personal Assistant I immediately wrote him on Facebook and told him I wanted to be his Pepper Potts. Well, that is after I asked my husband if it would be okay. So Jeff, that is the CEO’s name, chatted back and we laughed and laughed. He was my first love and it probably wasn’t the message he expected to receive from me 20 years later.
First love, for most, probably happened in high school as it did for me. When it happens you will never forget the person because you’ve now shared with them a gift. It’s special and sweet, this love, like your first taste of chocolate or a fine wine. It doesn’t make following tastes less sweet, it simply leaves an imprint on your heart and reminds you never to settle for less than that first taste. Your first love acts as a measuring device forever reminding you of your worth.
“No, this trick won’t work… How on earth are you ever going to explain in terms of chemistry and physics so important a biological phenomenon as first love? ”
― Albert Einstein
I remember my first love as the first boy who ever made me laugh with abandon. Hair the color of sunset. Skin as pale as snow. The biggest smile I’d ever seen. Pure genius even if I would never admit that to him. Untapped ambition. My future filled with hopes and dreams. And finally and probably most important would be mutual feelings in the eyes looking back at me.
“Before we belonged to anyone else, we were each other’s.”
― Elizabeth Noble
However as with most young love stories ours came to an end. Some type of stereotypical high school angst destroying all of the future we’d planned for ourselves. Four long years suddenly felt like 30 when your teenage life is falling apart and your first love is slipping through your fingers. At 18 years old no one knows what they are truly doing and few first love stories turn into fairy tales.
“The magic of first love is our ignorance that it can ever end.”
― Benjamin Disraeli
And this is how it is all remembered 16 years later with every drop of emotion and grip on my heart fresh as if it were 1998. I don’t believe you recover from your first love, they forever hold a deed to that tiny imprint they left in your heart.
“That’s what happens with your first love. It carves a hole in the muscle and fiber, so that you have no choice but to wear it like a birthmark.”
― Rebecca Tsaros Dickson
What do you remember about your first love? Did the relationship end on a good note?
*For those of you like my mother who demanded closure from the first paragraph, Jeff decided I’m not exactly what he was looking for as an assistant and I respected his decision.*