Past loves...

I had an "epic love" as u call it... he was a shit head. I don't know y I ever cared. Maybe mine was more an addiction persay... I'm still having to tell him to go away & he's still the same cheating liar he always was. I hate having to hate him, but I love my life without him more

hurt more when there is no new loves to think about instead.

I fell deeply in love with a man. Then found out that he had been a virgin until he met me. I wanted to end it then, hurt then vs later. He begged me to stay. Told me all the right things. I didn't believe them, I just wanted more time with him.
Knowing it would end was the worst part.
It finally did. Of course at the worst time.
It was my Epic love.
I moved home after that.

Wow. Yes, I had that epic young love thing, it ended badly. I spent years and years thinking that he despised me, only to find out recently that I was wrong. We talk now, it is sometimes almost like having my best friend back, because he knows me pretty well, even after all of these years.

My just recent ex-lover was my EPIC love. 4 years of being together and we had just moved in together. I was actually working on getting money up for us to get married when she sits me down to tell me, she needs to know if she can make it on her own first, it's not you it's me, the timing isn't right, etc. You know, all of the guiltless lines.
She was the love of my life. I have even tried to maintain a friendship afterwards. Since I moved out though, everything between us has slowly gone to shit. So much for us being Soul Mates, like I had believed.

reading Fynx story made me tear up...thats some hard shit to handle

Bonus point for working in the word "mayhaps"

thats actually pretty hot....

Can i reply to my own reply....
It sucks he was a cock bbut im a awesome nice guy whos used to women treating him like shit...so i guess thats why it sounded hot cuz thats what im used to in my past...

It wasn't maybe not the most epic love but it's definately been the most epic missed out opportunity. We were both 18 and we didn't know each other for very long. But within a few days after we met for the very first time we spent all our days together. After two weeks or so we went to a theatre with some friends, watching MacBeth. After that we buyed something to drink and went to her house. All the friends stayed, we talked a lot and after a while everybody was looking for a place to sleep. I was invited to her bed ( as I was one ore two times before ). It was quite rainy outside, you could hear the sound of the leaves (it was the beginning of october) .We were talking and talking in her bed, the longer the conversation went, the more tension was between us. When I'm thinkin at this moment, I still can feel the tension and the sparks. I still can hear every noise. I stroke her hair, touched her lips, we kissed... In this moment my world became so perfect I can't describe it. We loved each other, it was a very intense, soft and emotional sex. When every touch makes you shiver. A kind of sex that I was never able to repeat. But we didn't make it a relationship. I don't know why, although I always felt that I was meant to be. I think I felt that she was unsure, that she didn't know what she wanted. We said we are so good friends, let's have a sexual relationship and stay friends. It only worked out for three weeks or so. We had a dramatic argue and everything was over. We met from time to time, maybe two or three times a year. The last time I met her was in April, last year. We wanted to refresh our friendship but there was no contact again. I know that she married last year, a friend told me.