Stories of first love

Yesterday I put out an appeal for stories of first love, inspired by and my decision to add my own experience to Here has been the response so far:

“I don’t remember much else about that day. I remember later he told me I had beautiful hands. I remember meeting him for lunch, and how he kissed me in front of the building where I worked. When I got embarrassed, he said the people watching could get their own girlfriends.” [more]

“We understand each other, we can’t fool each other, we still fawn all over each other when we’re together. It’s a powerful, curious dynamic that’s hard to miss.” [more]