You Still Think About Him/Her

Hello everyone! I was wondeing if any of you still think about a lady or a man you had met or been with in the past. What is it that you remember about them and do you still wish you could see them or be with them?

I had a crush on a guy when I was high school which lasted all of the four years I was in school. I thought about him all the time and wondered where he was, what he was doing and would he still remember me if he saw me. About four years ago I visited a web site for former class mates and saw he had joined the web site. I emailed him and teasingly told him I had had a crush on him when we were in high school. It turned out that he was an extremely egotistical man, very vain and a money grubber. Needless to say, he was very rude to me.

How about you? What is your story?

Great thread!

I often think of people I met in the past, but some people marked my life more than others. My first love, when I was 14, was an Argentinian whose father worked for Santos soccer team, and was in the end of his contract with that team when we met.

We were in the first year of High School (I was one year younger than the other students, who were 15 or 16 already) and I fell in love with his accent, his funny way. He was very sweet with me, always a bit shy, and so was I, very shy actually.

We started going out, but I had made this promise that I would never kiss anyone before being sure we were getting married (I know, I know, very silly! But that was me!) after reading a book, and so we never kissed. Everybody knew we were in love, including my family, and when he went back to Argentina, he asked me to wait until he was 18, when he was going to come back to marry me, so that we could kiss. We wrote passionate letters to each other during two years. Stupid me broke up because I had met someone and wanted to have a boyfriend... I never saw or heard from him again.

About a year ago, I found his name on ICQ. He has a very long name, like me, with three first names and his family name, so it's impossible it's not him. I sent him a message and he never answered, I guess he never forgave me. :(

I met a woman, I'll call G, just days before I got the job on the police force in 1988. G was an OW by 5 years. When I was hired, she was the 2nd person whom I told (my Mom being the 1st) and we went out to celebrate. We spent lots of time together during my studying sessions and when I graduated the academy, we moved in together. Of course, we had our good and bad times. Then after being together for 5 years, we split up. It was obvious that we still loved each other because we both cried when the other got married.

Eventhough it's been almost 11 years since we split up, I still think about her and wonder how she's doing. The funny thing is, I got along well with her family. But when I visited my home town during Christmas, I brought a few of her things to her parents to give to her but they wouldn't even open the door. I guess once we both moved on with our lives, they felt that I have no place there anymore. Needless to say, I still hope and pray that she's happy where she is now and with her husband.:(

sure i recall people
often fondly
but that doesn't mean i want to see them

i think if you're lucky
you end up with the good feelings left over
and forget the bad things
but if you're also sensible
you recall that there was a reason you broke up
and stay away

i check up on old flames
it's interesting
one, when i said, 'why are you acting like that?'
would say
'i do not act, this is real'
and he's now an ACTOR - ahahahaha
someone also said once about him
'that man's as strong as an ox,
they'll make soup out of him one day'
and now he breeds bulls
ahahahaha


i have a school reunion in a few weeks
which is a bit scary
it was a rough school and i had a tough time
but i'm curious to see how people survived
and what they are like now

a few crushes there - eeek, i must be mad

cool thread this tho'

I dated him in high school, I was about 15. He used to hitch hike to my house because he lived in another city about 10 miles away. He was so sweet and liked "loved" me very much. We went steady for the summer. But he had friends in his city and I had just moved to mine and was trying to get accepted in my city. I broke up with him for basically no reason other than the fact that he didn't fit in my social aggenda.

He died in a car crash a few months later.

I thought about him possibly way too much, guilt probably, if he hadn't died I probably wouldn't have given it that much thought.

But I think of him to this day. He was an awesome, sweet, loving boy, and I gave it up. If I hadn't broken up with him perhaps he would be alive today, and we would be together. I know... just guilt. But maybe not. I still have his ring.

Back in high school(Freshman year), I became friends with this tall attractive blond gal named Tracy. Yes I had a crush on her but often times when I see her, I would walk with her inbetween classes. She was in my P.E classe. When she found out that I can speak tagalog, she was impressed and what made a lasting impression on me is the fact she can speak it so fluently! Her filipino boyfriend and family taught her so much that she can talk to me in another language. It was wonderful to share with someone a different language. Sadly, she found out that she was moving to Seattle in the following year. About two years ago, I checked Classmates.com and I thought I saw her name. I think she is now a nurse and married too. I really miss hanging around with her. If you want to know if I would date her if the situation was different...yes, I would. I think there would be potential there.

There are often people I went to college with that I wonder what happened to them. But as for a long lost flame, no. THere weren't that many to begin with. lol

I had no crushes in high school, in fact, I'm pleading the "if you can't say anything" nice rule in discussing my highschool years. They hated me, I hated them, that rule was still in effect at my 20th reunion.

Originally posted by TheChosen1
Eventhough it's been almost 11 years since we split up, I still think about her and wonder how she's doing. The funny thing is, I got along well with her family. But when I visited my home town during Christmas, I brought a few of her things to her parents to give to her but they wouldn't even open the door. I guess once we both moved on with our lives, they felt that I have no place there anymore. Needless to say, I still hope and pray that she's happy where she is now and with her husband.:(

Chosen1 - That is really sad. I wish they would have opened the door and at least talked to you.

Originally posted by MariaLux
About a year ago, I found his name on ICQ. He has a very long name, like me, with three first names and his family name, so it's impossible it's not him. I sent him a message and he never answered, I guess he never forgave me. :(


MariaLux - Do you think about how different your life may have been if you had waited for him?

Wonderful thread, Midge. This has actually happened to me twice. The first time was my high school crush, Jim. I was crazy about him. Spent 1-2 years chasing him, then caught him, we dated, had loads of fun, then he graduated and joined the Air Force. About 5 years later, I get a call from him and he wants to see me. We went out and he had gained alot of weight and had permed his hair! :eek: He looked so completely different that I was totally turned off. We lost touch again until about a year ago when I found his name on classmates.com and we corresponded through emails a couple of times. He is married and happy. It was just good to hear from him. I wasn't wanting anything to come out of it. And, I doubt I'll ever talk to him again.

The other one was the first true love of my life. My b/f in college. In 26 years since we met, we have had about 4 reunions with each other and still keep in touch with each other through email or PM. In our last meeting, I realized for the first time that he had changed somewhat. Not physcially. Just in what he considers important in his life. He is very materialistic now. If we had married, I'd be very well off right now. But, I realized that the love we had is now simply a very solid friendship. And, will never be more than that again. But, it is good to know from time to time how he is doing. I hope to never lose contact with him.

I guess the point I'm trying to make is that it is good to follow up with the person from your past sometimes because it often will bring closure.