Those two were the loves of my life. They were the air I breathed. They were my first thoughts when I awoke in the morning and the last thought when I laid my head on my pillow at night. They were my everything……when I was in the 5th grade.
See, I hear the scoffs of you non believers but trust me, our love was real. Well, maybe just my love. They really didn’t know my name, but that is beside the point. It didn’t mean our love was any less meaningful.
We left 5th grade, had different homerooms and somehow lost track of each other.
It’s sad really. I strongly feel that if I were able to muster up enough confidence to tell them how I felt, one of them would be my husband now and my pesky 2 year marriage 13 years ago would never have happened. I’m sure of it. A 32 year love affair thwarted.
Bernard or James, if either of you are reading this, call me.
You know what, I changed my mind. Bernard looked back then as if he'd wind up in prison someday so scratch him. James, it's just you and me baby.
Wow that took me back to my first love. I was 12 years old and even know he was much older than me I just KNEW we would marry someday. But, that damn John Travolta got away from me.
ReplyDelete:) You could hire a private detective to hunt them down. Perhaps, they're waiting anxiously to return the love you felt.
ReplyDeleteMine was Troy Patterson. Admired him from afar for many years in school, his lush dark eye lashes. I never had the guts to speak to him. I've even searched for him in facebook and friends reunited but can't find him...sigh.
ReplyDeleteIt could have truly been beautiful!
ReplyDeleteYou never know....anything can happen......they could show up again!
I knew a friend who's parents met in Grade 4 and ended up marrying (and are STILL married)!
ReplyDeleteMine was Jennelle....she blew me off...Sucks for me.
ReplyDeleteShe's an E.R. doctor. I coulda been Mr. Mom right now :(
The kid's name was really James Stewart? You two could have had a wonderful life together.
ReplyDeleteThe coulda woulda shouldas... ahhhh... yeah.
ReplyDeleteInstead of a private detective, save some funds - perhaps Facebook
I would imagine that Bernard Mackey guy being called Bernie Mac at times.
ReplyDeleteThat's even more interesting than a guy named James Stewart.
I remember a school kid named Jesse Helms. He was African-American. I don't think he'd like the politics of the famous man who had that name, who was pro-segregation.
Now you have us all thinking of our first loves!! What a fun post.
ReplyDeleteI'm sure he'll read this and seek you out (hey while you're at it could you find my kindergarten love, Scott Emmett?)
LOL @ the revealing of names :-)
ReplyDeleteI had a love like that back in grade school too. I actually think about him now and then and wish I could track him down somehow!
ReplyDeleteLOL - you're hilarious. I'm still looking for a blast way back from my past - lol.
ReplyDeleteYou make me laugh Diva! They say you are suppose to have one true love that you never really have. I am not sure if that is true or not. But I do hope you James does call you!
ReplyDeleteNothing says 'true love' than a guy who can do long division.
ReplyDeleteGood luck with that.
My first love goes way back. I was in pre-school and his name was Little Boy, Little Boy. Yes, so nice everybody said it twice! I loved him deeply ... until he knocked me off my tri-cycle. Then I had to take him down. Even then I knew love was not supposed to hurt!
ReplyDeleteAhhhh past loves. I lost track of my first love, but we lived down the street from each other for most of my time in maryland. Then, the other day on facebook his profile popped up under "people you might now" and I haven't gotten the nerve yet to friend message him. I think I'm waiting to see if he'll do it first.
ReplyDeleteLol girl you are a mess!
ReplyDeleteYou're a fool! LMAO. It's true. The crushes I had in grade school were INTENSE.
ReplyDeleteHAPPY HOLIDAYS DIVA!
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