First Love

Lately, I seem to be dreaming quite frequently of my first love, G. I met G on the swim team in 8th grade and we soon became an item. We went to different schools, but somehow things always worked between us. We spent lots of time with each other's families and we had so much fun together. We dated until my sophomore year in high school, when my parents decided to move from Massachusetts to Florida. After a tearful goodbye and promising each other we'd write and visit, I was gone.

G did come to Florida a few months after I moved there, and we still found the old "magic." We hung out and kissed and caught up on each other's lives. When the visit came to an end, I was so lost and sad. I didn't know when I'd see him again. Our phone calls became less and less frequent and he told me that he was dating another girl on the high school swim team. My heart hurt when I heard that even though we had agreed that we were too young to maintain a long-distance relationship. Whenever my family traveled back to Massachusetts for a visit, G and I would see each other, but the relationship had changed and we were now just friends.

Eventually, the phone calls stopped and each of us went on with our own lives. That was 15 years ago. So often, I wonder what happened to G: is he married? does he have kids? is he happy? He was such a great guy, and I would just love to know how he is. I found an address for him a few years back and wrote him a note, but I didn't get a response. I wonder if he got the letter and had no interest in communicating with me, or if he just didn't get the letter at all. I have been unable to find an e-mail address for him. A long time ago, I tried sending his parents a letter telling them that I wanted to get in touch with G but didn't know how, and I didn't get a response from them either.

I am completely happy with my life and choosing to marry J. My wanting to contact G is only because I cared so much about him and would love to know how he is doing. He was a great boyfriend, but also a great friend. Maybe someday I'll find out the answers.