A Love Letter to my First Love (and Now Husband!)
To my first love and my now husband,
Over the past 17 years, we’ve been through so much. We met at such a young age when no one believed it would ever last. Here we are, 17 years later, and I love you more than ever. It hasn’t been an easy journey, but it has been so worth it. I invite you to take a walk down memory lane with me, in this letter to my first love.
We were both young when I first saw you, the flashback starts…
Take me back to the first time you first said hello. You had been waiting and watching to make your first move. I thought you were too dorky and said hell no. Little did I know…
Take me back to our first kiss. It was a moment to forever reminisce. The beginning of you and I and all the butterflies.
Take me back to our very first fight. I hung up the phone and cried all night. Thought my life would be over. Little did I know…
Take me back to several years of ups and downs. We both hurt each other like only those who really love each other know how. We were too young. We made all the mistakes you could make, being naive and inexperienced. We said it’ll never be, but in my heart I knew it would always be you and I. I couldn’t let go.
Take me back to several years passing. I finally realized that I needed to move on and let you move on. I said goodbye, made you promise not to come back, and fell in love for a second time. That’s when you finally realized, this was more than just a puppy crush. It was true love.
And of course I chose you, because how could there ever be anyone but you? It wasn’t an easy decision, but I asked myself two questions, “if it didn’t work out with either, who would I regret the most?” and “who will I torture myself more with ‘what ifs’ over if I don’t try”. My heart knew. It was always you.
Take me back to the day we said I do. We danced under twinkly lights and swore to be forever by each other’s side. It was the most magical night of my life.
Take me back to when our worlds fell apart. Rather than tackle it together, it tore us apart.
Take me back to when all we could do was fight. Did you even still like me? Or should I set you free? Maybe we had made a mistake and first love should’ve stayed just that- first love.
Take me back to when we learned marriage is a lot of work. With trial and error we learned our groove. Because here’s the thing about first love. No one else will ever love you so intensely, so unconditionally. I watched you grow up. I know and love everything there is to possibly know about you. I know you as well as I know myself. And I will fight for you like I’ll fight for my own life.
So we developed a policy of total honesty. We talked about every single thing. We didn’t fear fighting anymore, we used it to make us stronger. We got to know each other again. We realized that just because we’ve been together forever doesn’t mean we know everything about each other and it was so fun getting to know your adult self.
Take me to where we are now. All that hard work created intimacy like we’ve never known before. Little did we know. The best was yet to come.
I thought I loved you then. Little did I know…
Take me to all the years in between, when we’re making babies and chasing our dreams.
Take me to when I’m 87 and you’re 89. I’ll still look at you with eyes that shine. Because it has always been you and I. My first and my final love.
Your first love (and now wife!)
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