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The First Time I Fell In Love

In yesterday’s column, we discussed the lofty ideals of love in the piece “This Is What She Wants.” Judging by your comments, I could tell that many of you felt my friend’s desires for love were overly optimistic … too perfect. Some even said that it reminded them of being 15, or experiencing puppy love.

Whether I agree or disagree with your position doesn’t matter at this point, as our discussion has taken me to an entirely new place which has inspired today’s column. For the past 24 hours, my mind has been occasionally drifting back to the first time I ever fell in love and how it made me feel.

Now I’m not talking about when I was in kindergarten and pledged my life to the most well developed five year old in the history of mankind, Cookie Johnson. (Yes, her name was really Cookie.) And I’m certainly not talking about my 7th grade year when I literally felt like I was in love with the entire clarinet section of our middle school band. That’s not it either. Instead, what I’m referring to is the kind of adult love that knocks you off your feet and makes you want to do crazy stuff like live right and have a perfect credit score.

Here’s the story of my first love…

I was a freshman in college at Emory University in Atlanta… Her name was Summer. It was the second week of school, and I decided to enroll in a swimming class just to get one of my core classes out of the way, and get an easy A in my first semester of school. On the first day of class, I remember stepping out of the pool and catching a glimpse of the most beautiful woman I had ever seen running on the track above. I swear it was the only time in my life that I had ever seen someone run in slow motion. So I just stood there in awe.

Eventually I would begin to breathe again, and we would officially meet two days later. Even though I could tell there was a mutual attraction, she was still older than me so she tried to play that “he’s like a little brother to me” role. I wasn’t having it though, and was determined to transform those strong, raw emotions that I couldn’t seem to shake into something more meaningful. Well it took a while (as in over a year) but eventually those sparks would flame up into a fire that would cast a shining glow over the entire campus for the next two years. She was my soul’s counterpoint. My best friend. My earth angel.

At the time, I thought she was my soul mate, and that love could get no better. That’s what I remember … that was my first love.

So how did it end? Well that part doesn’t matter, as today we’re only focusing on the positive side of that first love. Which brings me to a personal favor that I’d like to ask each of you…

The Fly Guy Request:
Share with us the memories of your first true love. Explain why you were so sure that it was love. Don’t hold anything back. And remember, I don’t want to hear how it ended …simply how it began, and how you knew.

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    Bombchell.Blogspot Bombchell

    awww lol gosh I remember Oxford Emory and that swim class they made us do. Dont know how i got an A, and I still can’t really swim.

    never been in love, unless you count unrequited love/ crush/ lust, which i guess is obviously unrequited so probably doesn’t count and might be called an annoying obsession [hiss] age 3-10/16 same guy. trust me it annoys me too lol.

    Thursday, August 28, 2008
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    quietone

    We met our sophomore year in college. Apparently we had a class together the year before and he had asked a mutual friend of ours about me (I did not know who he was). He told our friend that he wanted me to attend a dance with him as a friend…in 2 days. Three days, blind date, no thanks! But after talking to him a few times on the phone and reassurance from our mutual friend, I agreed. Well, we had a wonderful time…that day, the next day, and the next. He became my best friend…he was grounded, genuine, caring, mature, strong, driven, fun, silly, accepting, and a romantic. He once wrote me a love letter while I slept. We had a picnic one evening on 4th of July and watched fireworks on a rooftop.

    One of my favorite memories is this: he and I were headed off campus one day and we saw a girl fall off her moped while driving it. He immediately stopped the car and jumped out to check on her. He had one person call campus police and one call an ambulance. He stayed with her until the ambulance arrived and then checked up on her a few days later (took me with him). To me, it showed how big his heart was and my love grew deeper. How did I know it was love? There was no doubt, no confusion…it was comfortable…it felt like home.

    Thursday, August 28, 2008
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    Bahama

    *drums fingers on desk* can’t answer, lol and quietone that poem thing sounds so sweet!!!

    Thursday, August 28, 2008
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    The Fly Guy The Fly Guy

    oops. I forgot to say that I was writing that one for everyone except Bahama…lol. Your answer was just as I expected :-)

    Thursday, August 28, 2008
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    what?

    I went to College in New Orleans and came homee to Dallas for the summer. I got a Summer job where he was one of the supervisors. At first I couldn’t stand him, he was loud, annoying, and always talking. Eventually he started to catch my eye by doing little things to get my attention, he sent one of his workers to me to tell me that he likes me and that he was a good man. I told the lady that he sent that I didn’t know, but I eventually gave him a chance. We became inseparable…and very much in love…he would ask me not to hurt him cause he had fallin so hard for me and I felt the same way. Well, eventually we had our first fight, and I knew he was the one cause he never gave up on me…while we would fight he would try to kiss me and tell me how much he loved me…I said to myself this fool is crazy, but he was and I loved him for being crazy about me!!!

    Thursday, August 28, 2008
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    chrissy snow

    lmao imma get my cynical azz outta here

    Thursday, August 28, 2008
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    The Fly Guy The Fly Guy

    @Chrissy……….

    Thursday, August 28, 2008
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    Reina

    My first love made me feel uncertain of myself. I pride myself on my confidence, and this was the first guy that I just couldn’t understand why he was interested in me. Me = Fresh out of college, new career, and he was already established in his chosen field. Due to my own insecurity, I tried to stay the progression of a relationship, keep him in the friend zone. Until he finally just took control and kissed me suddenly, and then I was never the same. I became that girl with her head in the clouds. Seeing him made me breathless. Hearing his voice erased any pains. When he’d hold me, I doubted the safety of my heart due to its rapid beating. He became my need and deserved all of my devotion.

    Thursday, August 28, 2008
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    MSGONZO10

    My first love and I met in church. He was the pastor’s son, I was the daughter of head hostess and usher. We dated from 13 to 19 yrs old. Obviously, it wasn’t mature love (and lord knows I didn’t think about credit score or anything pertaining to responsibility back then!) But I realized it was love when I caught the chicken pox at 14. I tried to avoid him because my entire face was covered in spots and I thought he wouldn’t like me anymore - I’d had a close “friend” avoid me because she was embarassed. Once he saw me, he looked me in my eyes and told me that he’d love me forever and the spots would never change that. We’d said “I love you” before then but hell if we knew what it meant. The spots eventually went away (thank god for cocoa butter!) but he stayed just like he promised. We were way too young for what we had (as our parents reminded us a million times) but it was real and memories like that are priceless! Thanks for taking me back FG! (damn I need a Kleenex now!) :)

    Thursday, August 28, 2008
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    Ms. Miss

    :( I don’t think I have truly ever been in love like that. leaving now.

    Thursday, August 28, 2008
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    Bahama

    Funny FG, Funny…lol and Chrissy? how in the world you ain’t gone answer?? LMAO

    Thursday, August 28, 2008
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    KaNisa

    My first love also made me question myself.

    I was a sophomore in college and he a senior transfer at Georgia Tech…four years older than me. He was friends with my roommate and would come to reminisce with her about their old days at Xavier.

    I would listen in and watch them do their old school dances (LOL) because I had a lot of family in the New Orleans/Baton Rouge area and could relate at least a little.

    One day we all decided to go to a movie. My roommate ended up bailing so just me and him went instead. I was extremely physically attracted to him at first, but he was so much older, I didn’t want to even suggest anything.

    Eventually we became inseparable. Though he was much older, we had the similar personalities and pastimes, and we really enjoyed each other’s company. We were really tight. We talked on the phone daily during Christmas break and after, we started dating.

    Before I met him, I had a plan to be 100% about my career, no kids, always traveling, doing without peen, etc. But he changed all that. I realized I loved him when I wanted to be all that and more for him. He didn’t try to change me. He made me feel so comfortable, attractive, and appreciated when I was just being me.

    Thursday, August 28, 2008
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    KaNisa

    Ooop…and by all that and more, I meant kids, have your dinner on the table, tap me on the shoulder I’ll roll over type cater to you stuff.

    Thursday, August 28, 2008
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    what?

    @ Reina, is this when u became saved? I thought we were talking about being in love with a MAN…lol

    Thursday, August 28, 2008
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    chrissy snow

    k bammy imma answer i just think all that love stuff is for the birds, the end lol

    Thursday, August 28, 2008
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    what?

    I went to XAVIER KaNisha, thats crazy, thats where i was going to school when i met my first love…lol

    Thursday, August 28, 2008
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    The Fly Guy The Fly Guy

    @Reina, do we know each other? For a sec, I thought you were describing me…lol.

    @ Chrissy, is that really the end?

    @Ms. Miss…come back

    @quietone…nice story

    @ what? so he was trying to kiss you while you were punching him? That’s different ;-)

    Thursday, August 28, 2008
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    KaNisa

    @what?

    It’s a small world after all! Hopefully not TOO small though, LOL

    ;)

    Thursday, August 28, 2008
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    chrissy snow

    @ FG naw not really i just ain’t wanna sound all corny so i was just gon be quiet is all…..

    Thursday, August 28, 2008
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    The Fly Guy The Fly Guy

    you’ve never worried about sounding corny before…haha

    Thursday, August 28, 2008
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    The Fly Guy The Fly Guy

    @Bombchell.Blogspot
    You went to Oxford?

    Thursday, August 28, 2008
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    chrissy snow

    @ FG lol fine imma be corny, the 1st time i fell in love was when i had my son, i saw his face and knew it was ovah, he has had my heart ever since…..him and his sister….see how corny that sounds FG….

    Thursday, August 28, 2008
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    what?

    KaNisa sorry I spelled ur name wrong, but yea thats pretty dang cool!!!

    And FG, we were arguing verbally…the physical was much later.

    Thursday, August 28, 2008
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    blackfujones blackfujones

    Wow. Even tho folks may not believe me,I’m one of those rare extra loyal males who believes in one woman forever n ever. I never believed n dating only true love. Hence y I’ve had two gf’s,two fiances, one ex-fiance and one wife. My ex saw me turn that corner from an ugly duckling to the handsome prince that women all of a sudden wanted to pursue. Things didn’t work out yet I met my wife. And I remember meeting her at a club my mans was dj’ing. And if any of u are from chicago u know how we are with stepping. And ill never forget it we stepped and she was the only woman who had that instant rhythm with me. And she smelled damn good. And I knew I loved her when our first date involved no money (which I always did) and our second date was drinks n talking. The third(when I knew I loved her) I was working and wanted to see barbershop. And I was gonna leave work early to grab tickets. She said words every man wants to hear “don’t leave work early,ill go grab em and pick u up my treat”

    Thursday, August 28, 2008
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    chrissy snow

    awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww how sweet

    Thursday, August 28, 2008
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    quietone

    @chrissy snow….ur first love story is very sweet. not corny at all…that love for your child is just on a different level all together. it’s an amazing feeling.

    Thursday, August 28, 2008
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    Nikki P

    He was the only man I can enjoy doing absolutely nothing with and love every second of it. We were doing nothing and he got up to fix himself a drink and ask if I wanted a re-fill on my, and instead of saying yes, I told him I loved him. It slipped out, but that what my heart wanted to say when I looked at him.
    I always believed if you can enjoy doing nothing with a person, I mean sit in the house all day take a shower and put his basketball shorts and t-shirt on and still love every minute, then that’s love.

    Thursday, August 28, 2008
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    goons

    i also met my first love in college.. we were in the same computer class.. i never liked.. he was tall,dark and thin.. that is not really not my type.. i was not interested in him at all and never looked at him at all..he notticed and liked me..he used to befriends with one of my girlfriends so he always used to ask her to hook him up with me and she always said no because she new i was not interested at all.. one day when we went out to club we met him and his friends and he began to pursue me.. the whole night he was on my case.. you know how men can get when they want something nothing can stop them..finally me and my girls decided to leave the club and he followed us..he then trapped me and i found myself alone with him in the street.. he then manipulated me to come with him to his place and after that all was forgotten and he became my first love..for the next question flyguy i think you should ask how does such perfect love go wrong because i have a lot to say about that..he was first love and made sure there would be no more after him….

    Friday, August 29, 2008
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    chrissy snow

    @quietone, thanks, but it was too corny, lol

    Friday, August 29, 2008
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    The Fly Guy The Fly Guy

    It wasn’t corny Chrissy…it really wasn’t. That was a nice answer.

    But I’ve decided to patiently wait for you to answer the question for real. ;-)

    Friday, August 29, 2008
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    chrissy snow

    lol FG imma be honest iono if i have ever just been truly in love, or if i even know what it is for that matter, i know i am married, but iono to me it is what it is, we have or ups and downs and hubby tell me all the time i knew you were “the one” when i 1st saw you, i never felt that way about him, ever, no joke, and i never felt that way about any man before him, so iono if i am still waiting or what…..is that a good enough answer?

    Friday, August 29, 2008
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    what?

    @ Goons, I feel u, that would be a good topic for discussion, cause my love went wrong too, and I have alot to say about it…and no it wasn’t all his fault, but yea it was mostly his fault;-)

    Friday, August 29, 2008
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    Cinna Bunz Cinna Bunz

    The first time I fell in love… I was a freshman in college and it was very first time on the internet. I had stumbled into a Jenny Jones chat room, which was linked to other chat rooms. I was “guest###” and he was something I can’t remember. We chatted each other up and I kept getting booted out the room. I kept coming back as different guest numbers, but he always knew it was me. We talked daily online and via email, once he told me how to set it up. After a while, we progressed to talking on the phone and laughing at each other’s accents (I’m from BK, and he was from the mid-west). We talked for months, and it was great. There came a time when I couldn’t wait to talk to him, and I would get a feeling in my chest like I wanted him so badly and that there were so many feelings that I couldn’t put into words…

    That’s how I knew I loved him. I didn’t know how much I did until the next year when he came to visit me and we sat in my building and I cried on his shoulder because he had to leave…or the times I visited him and cried when it was time for me to board the plane (and sometimes cried all the way back to New York)…

    CB

    Friday, August 29, 2008
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    lyricalluv

    Im 25 years old and just met my first love 6 months ago.I been in a long term relationship when I was younger (high school sweethearts) but I see that was all just an infactuation,until I met this one particular guy that I broke all my rules with and he broken his with me.Still going through the phase stay tuned and we will see how it will end.

    Friday, August 29, 2008
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    Ms. Miss

    back, still have no story. I don’t think I have every truly been in love! just infatuated.

    Friday, August 29, 2008
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    Just a Thought

    Ok I’m mad late, but here goes.

    Met my first love working a part-time job as a telemarketer in college. I put myself in his line of vision until finally he asked me out. We kicked it for a while, and then began dating exclusively. Things got really serious, and next thing I know, I’m experiencing all the corny things they write about in books, movies, and songs. The sky is bluer, the grass is greener, my heart skips a beat when he walks into a room, and my never-having-kids self is thinking about having two children. The climax was when I put together a scrapbook of all of our firsts (I am NOT the crafty sentimental type) and gave it to him for Valentine’s Day.

    Friday, August 29, 2008
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    Jasmin

    Its sad to say, I am in my late twenties and never been in love. Not even close. *cue violins* lol

    Saturday, August 30, 2008
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    Prettygirl

    First time I really fell in love…was sophomore year in college. This guy I met the day I graduated high school wanted to talk to me then but there was no way I was going to get in a relationship then. We stayed in touch on and off for the next 2 years but I was not really into him like that until we ran into each other my Christmas break. We went out on 3 dates in 3 days. I took a leap of faith and fell in love.

    He gave me butterflies every time I thought, talked, or was around him. It ended not badly and I learned a lot from my first love.

    Sunday, August 31, 2008

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