Who was your first crush? Did you ever run into that person as an adult?

[arbusto_baboso]

If so, how did the meeting go? Awkward? Or did you tell them, "Hey, when we were little, I had the biggest crush on you..."

[femmocrat]

1. Yes, and he was no where nearly as cute as I once thought he was!

:)

His name was Bobby.... I was 9 and he was a couple of years older. He thought I was some annoying little kid, which I was.

[newcriminal]

2. Jimmy Ruby, I haven't seen him since second grade.

[Forkboy]

3. My first crush was Jaclyn Smith, and I've never met her. Sadly.

Janet Leigh never showed up either. x(

[frogmarch]

4. My first crush

was a boy in my 7th grade English class. We went steady for a couple of weeks - which meant skating the last couples-only number together at the roller skating rink. Then he dumped me for another girl. After that, whenever I saw him, I murmured loud enough for him to hear, "I smell an asshole." (I had a wicked potty mouth back then, unlike now, lol) In 8th grade he moved away, and I didn't see him again till last year, at my next-door neighbors' barbeque. My husband and I moved here 5 years ago, and it just happened to be where my old crush had moved in the 8th grade. I know he recognized me at the barbeque, but only when I murmured softly as I walked by him, "I smell an asshole" did our eyes meet. Then we both laughed and spent the rest of the evening talking and laughing with each other and with the other guests like normal people.

[Vektor]

15. Ok, now that is funny!

"I smell asshole." :-)

I had a wicked potty mouth as a kid too. Still do. ;-)

[elleng]

5. High school (Jr. high).

Class reunion.

'You were a GREAT dancer!' He remembered that we were 'firsts!' Very nice!

[graywarrior]

6. He's a producer for some ABC news show now.

I saw him at a class reunion. He was still adorable. I met him in first grade and we were supposed to get married, but we never did because I developed a crush on someone else in 2nd grade. Yep, I was a ho back then, too.

[no_hypocrisy]

7. I was three, he was seven. And he was wonderful.

The son of a neighbor. I followed him around like a puppy dog and I just adored him. You know why I loved him so much? He made me laugh. It was that simple. I told my mother I was going to marry him. She told me that would be impossible b/c when he grew up he was either going to be priest or go into the air force. Undeterred, I responded that then I would marry him when he was a priest in the air force.

Fast forward. I had not seen him in 40+ years. His father passed and I went to the visitation and to the funeral. He remembered me. I thought to myself, damn! I had good taste. He really looked the same except older of course. And he was still nice. Of course b/c of the funeral, I had no idea whether he's still humerous. Even though we didn't make any plans to get together, even a gratuitous plan, I'm kinda glad he hasn't changed.

[ashling]

8. My first crush was Judy

in Kindergarten ... we moved away... unrequited love .... then there was Charlene in second grade - I gave her one of my colored eggs at the Easter egg hunt because she didn't find any.

[spoony]

9. I did, kinda wish I hadn't.

I hadn't seen her in at least 15 years and when I saw her at a restaurant it was initially really nice. She never knew what I felt for her, and I wondered if I'd tell her. Then she mentioned she was married. To a guy I absolutely hated growing up. I was pretty gutted. It still stings it bit, actually.

[Tangerine LaBamba]

10. Twenty-five years after high school graduation,

we met at our reunion. He was gorgeous! He'd been a cute little boy when we had crushes on each other in second grade, but he had grown up to be absolutely movie star handsome. His wife was cute, too. We had some nice conversation, and then stayed in touch after.

A few years later, his marriage was over, and he was out of the closet. He thanked me for encouraging him, but, really, as we talked, it was just so obvious.

Ah, well..........................

[Ohio Joe]

11. Phyllis L.

I fell madly in love with her in the 7th grade. It took until freshman year of high school for me to ask her out and... she laughed at me and said "no way". I avoided her after that. left for a new high school at the end of my sophomore year and have never seen her since.

[Vektor]

12. I am so glad you asked. He was a beautiful drummer in a local band.

With long, sleek, glossy black hair, pierced nipples, and the body of a Greek god. He was a heavy metal drummer with mad, mad musical skills, and he moved with the savage grace of a jungle cat. He was brilliant, and had the kindest nature you could ever want to know. He smelled like nag champa incense and Neutrogena soap. He lived in the Oakland Hills. His presence was like opium. He was half Serbian and half Mexican, which I thought was the most exotic thing I had ever heard of.

He had a long Serbian last name, 12 letters, which I used to doodle on paper after my first name.

I swooned over him throughout my youth, driving three hours just about every weekend to go see his band play in clubs in the S.F. Bay area. He had a lovely and very nice girlfriend whom he was absurdly faithful to, and he never gave me anything but friendship, completely unaware that I was madly, deeply in love with him. SHE was my hero because she had HIM. I imagined that made her pretty damn awesome. I wanted to be her. She was pretty - even in a flannel shirt, holey jeans, Doc martens, and no make-up. I couldn't hate her. She was so nice.

He was an amazing artist - a painter, and I would sit in his studio, literally falling on the floor with longing, watching him create beautiful works of art for her with titles like "The Undying Beauty of Love" while wearing paint splattered white carpenter pants, and messy ponytail, with a few wisps of hair escaping. I would fantasize that I was his muse, and those paintings were for me. I loved him with a burning passion and the heat of a thousand suns.

That was 15 years ago. I was a kid, and he was 7 years older than me. Eventually, I went away to college, and lost touch with him for a decade. I ALWAYS pined for him, and compared any and every man I was ever with to him. All came up short.

In 2006 I ran into him again, and he was as beautiful as ever - hadn't aged a bit - and had matured into a gorgeous, distinguished man who gets stopped and told at least once a week by stunned passer-by "You look just like Johnny Depp."

My physical reaction to him had not dulled one bit. My heart pounded like a jackhammer, my mouth went dry, my palms sweated and I felt faint. We talked, and he told me, not without a grain of nervousness, "I have never gotten over the fact that I lost touch with you a decade ago. I never told you this, but I loved you. I still do."

On June 20th, 2009, in Palm Springs, CA, I married him.

He knows about my crush now. ;-)

And I finally have my long, Serbian last name.

[intheflow]

13. What a beautiful and romantic story!

Congratulations on your marriage! :toast:

And you give me hope that there can be happy endings in seemingly unrequited love! :)

[Vektor]

14. Thanks!

It took a while, but persistence paid off. :-)

[hippywife]

16. Great story!

Very romantic and

[Vektor]

17. Thanks, Hippywife...

It was a long wait, but well worth it. :-)

[hippywife]

18. The best ones always are.

I feel like every time my heart was broken was worth it for the real thing that eventually came my way.

Would love to see a wedding pic if you have one to post.

[Vektor]

19. :-)

I'm glad that you too found the real thing. :hug:

Check your PM.

[frogmarch]

22. What a romantic story!

And I love happy endings.

I have goose bumps.

Congratulations! Wow.

[Vektor]

24. :-)

I still have goosebumps, too. ;-)

[sagetea]

25. Wow,

I love your story!!! How lucky for you!

[Vektor]

28. Thanks, and I love...

Your picture of Dr. Hunter S. Thompson, one of my heroes and favorite literary geniuses! :-)

:-)

[yellowdogintexas]

20. not the first crush, but the first guy I really fell hard for...

it was my senior year in high school, he was in med school and home for the summer. I had known him all my life, and he was about 5 years older than me.

We went out that whole summer and he abruptly stopped asking me out, and I was devastated. Later I did go out with him one more time and he finally explained what happened.

However, I would have married him at 18 if he had asked me, it was that bad. I really thought he was Mr Perfect for me.

Hey, he was smart, handsome, funny, didn't drink or smoke, I loved his entire family, etc.


Well, I ran into him by chance a couple of years ago when I was visiting my sister. He gave a talk at their church, and as I was listening I thought to myself.." be very glad you didn't marry that one".

I would have been miserable in no time, because even then I was way too liberal for him and too headstrong for him to mold me in the way he would have wanted me to think.

He is still good looking, still funny, still a genuinely nice person ....but I am glad I am not with him. Oh he is a good doctor too.

I don't think he is Free Republic material, for one thing he is too articulate, and know the difference between moron and moran, and apsersions and asparagus. However he would be anti choice, and is from the every word in the Bible is TRUE etc. How he rationalizes that with the science he learned in med school is beyond me but that is another tale.

[bigwillq]

21. This girl Ellen,

we were in second grade. We got "married" in an elaborate ceremony on the playground. That summer she moved to North Carolina. :(

[LWolf]

23. Yes.

The meeting went well. We got to act on the crush. We moved in together 4 months later, married a year after that, and were married for 11.5 years. It all went great until the midlife crisis, and then I lost my oldest friend as well as my spouse.

8.5 years later, I still think it wasn't worth it.

[crim son]

26. My first crush... no, I've never seen him since leaving Canada.

I do still recall how adorable he looked kneeling on the stage, singing "Where Is Love" from the musical "Oliver." He had the lead and watching him act and sing made my little heart pound. Nicholas something. I can't remember.

[NewJeffCT]

27. This girl named Kim from middle school

In middle school/junior high and through her first two years of high school, she was sort of the "bad girl" - smoked, wore tight jeans, leather jackets & too tight sweaters and a little too much makeup for her age. However, she had a confidence & attitude that I was attracted to as a shy nerdy type of guy. Hardly said a word to her throughout middle and high school, though. I was voted "Shyest" in high school, while she ended up getting voted "Most Changed" in high school, though, and went from the bad girl to a pretty nice one. (Not that she was mean, just that she hung out with a different crowd type of bad girl...)

I ran into her like 10-12 years later at a local bar - she was with her sister and one or two others, and I was there with her sister's boyfriend and another friend of mine. It was a pleasant enough situation and I actually spoke a bit with her for the first time in my life. Never did tell her that I had a big crush on her for 5-6 years from around 1980 to 1985. She still looked pretty good and I don't remember if she was married or involved with anybody at the time.

[Red State Rebel]

29. Together Now after First Date 37 years Ago

We dated when I was 15 and he was 17. Dated for over a year in high school, he graduated and went into the Navy, time passed, I married, he never did, after my first divorce we dated again, he would never settle down so I moved on and married again. Divorced again and we have been together now for over a year.

It was like coming home. We are in our 50's and enjoying each other very much.

[mix]

30. thank god, no

the thought is creeping me out

[JVS]

31. I guess that would be the girl who I always used to play doctor with when I was a kid.

I had another girl up in Detroit who would get naked with me too for when I was out there, but the two never knew about each other. ;-)

Sure I've seen her since then as an adult. It's not awkward. We get along well, but I can't say that I'm unhappy that I was mistaken in my childhood belief that we would end up married because that's what happens when you play house and get naked.