Beautiful story!

This gives someone like me hope that love actually exists ;>)

I remembered a girl that I 'loved' in 1997/1998 when I was 15/16 years old. We met in France (on holidays) and hung out for a week or two. I felt heartbroken when we had to leave that camping place although we hand't even kissed.

Afterwards, we started writing each other letters. It was the time before mobile phone and email. She only lived about 35 km away but for me, us, that felt too far away at that time, being high school kids.

I saw her one more time, a year and some months later. Things were (feeling) different then and it came to be our very last meeting. I still think of her as my first love though.

My story is incomparable with yours but it just puts things in perspective.

Thanks for sharing! :>)