To say the least, I put her behind me. She was a sweetheart and i never really fell out of love with her... I just had to move on. I guess it just wasn't meant to be, but it was grand while it lasted. It ended on our 6 month anniversary after an argument. we were overseas together in malta and the fight ended with her handing back a necklace I had given her... A simple arrow head on a string, but it means the world to me as I've had it since I was a child and worn it daily since. I put my heart and soul into that relationship and just couldn't stand to have her push it away like that. When I returned from my trip the first thing i did before i even got home was stopped at her house and waited for her. she had gotten really depressed because of the whole ordeal and her parents wouldn't let me near her. we talked for a while after that but it just wasn't the same. I spent much of my time at school messing around to try and get her out of my thoughts, but it never really compared and I felt I had lost the one. then my second semester I met a really sweet girl and we fooled around for a bit. I was really into her and complimented her constantly, and a day came when she told me that she thought I was just complimenting her to get in her pants and that she would rather not continue messing around with me before I hurt her. So I was left with a choice, ask her at that moment to be my girlfriend or lose her. Something deep down told me not to let go, and before she could tell me to piss off I kissed her and told her to be my girlfriend. three months later and we are still together.
Perhaps my second love. Perhaps my first love wasn't love. who knows. the first relationship was with a girl who was the exact opposite of me. In a way I had to change myself to be with her, and that is probably what made it so hard towards the end. The girl I am with now is so similar to me it is freaky.... she even was born 3 days after myself. Hopefully we will be together for some time to come. She has all the qualities a sensible man would look for in a wife, and add on to that the fact that she loves everything I do and it is a match made in heaven. But I've learned my lesson, so I'm taking it slow. Giving us space so that I can learn what I truly like about her. already I can tell that there is more to this relationship then my last one... in a way I guess I could say I loved my last girlfriend more as a child then as a lover. She was a selective mute (a case study, in fact) so I feel much of my love for her came from the dedication I had to learning about her, rather than simply loving her for who she was.
I should stop though, cover myself in grease, and say something manly about how women are hard to understand... I'm surrounded by sharks in a sea of testosterone, of course.