My first supposed love was when I was 16 and I thought the sun shon out of him bottom! He was amazing with me and I was so in love. Or so I thought! We were together for 4 years and towards the end I was so over it, I ended up finding someone else.
Fast forward 16 years later and countless broken hearts, one broken marriage and two broken enagagements, I can honestly say without a doubt that my husband is my first and only love. With him I have learned the true meaning of love and what it means to truly love someone for better or worse. All those times I thought I was in love but it was lust. When the chemicals wore off, I was out of there like a bat out of hell.
In two and a half years my DH and I have been through some hellish times and many times I wanted to leave but something made me stay. I'm sooooo glad I did! When the clouds cleared and the sky shone blue again, I was able to see that this is the man I was meant to be with