I regret that I ended our relationship before it even really got started. I hadn’t dated many men before you came in to my life, and I thought that there was absolutely no way such a good looking guy would ever fall for me. I wish I had called you more often to try and keep the relationship headed in the right direction, instead of always waiting for you to call. I’m sorry that I threw out all the gifts you bought me after I felt rejected from one tiny instance. I wish I would have tried to be more adventurous, but you made me so nervous that I just played it safe. You were my first love, and I still think about you everyday. Now you’ve gone back to your wife from whom you were seperated from when we met, and have 6 kids together. I regret that I wish you would leave your family for me, even though I know your kids deserve to have a family. I wish that I wasn’t so selfish. I’m with someone else, who I’ve been with for 3 years and might marry soon. I feel like I’m settling, because nobody will ever make me feel inside the way you did. You lit my world on fire! You were everything I’d dreamed of, and I will forever miss you. I wish that one day maybe we can see each other, whether it’s just in passing or not. I used to drive by your house just to see if I could get a glimpse of you. It felt so wrong, but I couldn’t not take the risk. I wonder if you ever think of me. But that is probably just wishful thinking. Why are first loves so hard to get over?