Her name was Kimberly. Twus the summer of 1992. We met on our job at Blockbuster video. I was a district manager and she was a customer service rep at one of my stores. She had just recently finished her internship and was in the midst of finding a job in forensic photography.
We spent the better part of 12 months having the best time ive ever had in my life. So many fun days. Days that are good enough that you feel guilty for being so happy. It was honestly a cliched "match made in heaven". I was making good money, she was about to make good money, the sex was outstanding ( and very very frequent i might add ) and we were both helping each other enjoy life.
I dont really know where things went wrong. It was an extended process but i think i was in too much denial and shock to put it all together. I still to this day regret not making it work and feel largely responsible for things ending. It sounds sappy but i still love her to this day and because of this i cant be happy with any other woman and refuse to love again.
I was young...and stupid. Knowing what i know now and knowing that if i was this wise back then only makes it that much more frustrating. I could have changed it, i could have made things work had i just met her later in life when i was more mature and could handle a relationship.
Id like to swap her with my current GF. If i could have learned my mistakes with the GF i have now and then met my first love after i was more wise it would be great. Alas i cant. My heart is frigid for all of time. Woe is me.
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