What was the greatest love you ever lost? Was he attached, straight, confused, married, did you fall out, argue and over react? Does it still leave a hole in your life? Have you been able to move on or is that not a possibility? It will be interesting to hear your stories.
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The greatest love you ever lost....
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The greatest love I lost was name Oliver.
We were both in High School together. I don't know if he was gay, but I do know I felt so much love for him. It was only my fear of rejection that prevented me from asking him to be my boyfriend. I've forever regretted not doing so.
One day, as I was going to school, Oliver was just starting to cross the road. A car that failed to stop for the stop sign the crossing guard held up, plowed into him sending him flying several feet away where he landed and lay in a growing pool of blood. I could only stand there stunned. I didn't know what to do.
He didn't survive.
My sweet Oliver passed away at the age of 14 and I never ever told him how I felt about him. My love for him hasn't changed. And I don't think it ever will. A part of me is ashamed that I didn't do something. Even though I know now nothing I could have done would have made a difference. I try, however, to live every day to the fullest, to make it all count. Because I know that's what he would have wanted. He was the best friend I ever had. And some days, it feels as though he's still with me. Especially on those days that I'm down.
We were both in High School together. I don't know if he was gay, but I do know I felt so much love for him. It was only my fear of rejection that prevented me from asking him to be my boyfriend. I've forever regretted not doing so.
One day, as I was going to school, Oliver was just starting to cross the road. A car that failed to stop for the stop sign the crossing guard held up, plowed into him sending him flying several feet away where he landed and lay in a growing pool of blood. I could only stand there stunned. I didn't know what to do.
He didn't survive.
My sweet Oliver passed away at the age of 14 and I never ever told him how I felt about him. My love for him hasn't changed. And I don't think it ever will. A part of me is ashamed that I didn't do something. Even though I know now nothing I could have done would have made a difference. I try, however, to live every day to the fullest, to make it all count. Because I know that's what he would have wanted. He was the best friend I ever had. And some days, it feels as though he's still with me. Especially on those days that I'm down.
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That's a very touching story. I appreciate you telling it. I know it can be difficult to share personal stuff.
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His name was Charles and i fell in love with him when we were in University, 6 years ago.
I was a teenager, barely 20, still in the closet. I had already seen him before cause he studied in the same high school as me.
I was a different boy, more naive, he had a girlfriend so i thought he was straight. I was less confident than now so i made a few mistakes i still regret.
I realised he was gay too late, he was gone, studying in another school, didn't know where. I didn't noticed some signs...anyway i noticed them but way too late, a year later i realised i was stupid and everything was obvious.
I tried looking for him, i hunted a ghost for 5/6 years, just to find he doesn't live here anymore.
I often asked myself why i was so obsessed by this guy and never really find the answer.
I was a teenager, barely 20, still in the closet. I had already seen him before cause he studied in the same high school as me.
I was a different boy, more naive, he had a girlfriend so i thought he was straight. I was less confident than now so i made a few mistakes i still regret.
I realised he was gay too late, he was gone, studying in another school, didn't know where. I didn't noticed some signs...anyway i noticed them but way too late, a year later i realised i was stupid and everything was obvious.
I tried looking for him, i hunted a ghost for 5/6 years, just to find he doesn't live here anymore.
I often asked myself why i was so obsessed by this guy and never really find the answer.
You know, I've been blessed in my life so far where I have had some great lovers who cared deeply for me. The reason I know this is because over the years, I have ran into some of them and they have all mentioned how they miss being with me even though I've moved on. However, I thought these guys were my greatest loves until I fell in love with Mike. Mike and I started off as friends and evolved into best friends. He and I have been in each other lives for 12 years prior to becoming a couple. There was always this chemistry between us however, whenever there were attempts for us to become a couple, we were either involved with other people which made for inappropriate timing. However, after I was raped and beaten, I was confirmed for either death or vegetated for the rest of my life. By the grace of God, with a few mishaps which I cover with my outer and physical appearance, I was able to make miraculous progress that many of my doctors are still in amazement. The reason I bring this up is because although my close circle of friends were there for me, but Mike stood out amongst them all.
Mike was a very, very attractive man and was sought after by a lot of guys. Nonetheless, he was there for me. Even when I was in a coma in ICU for several months, when I came out of the coma, the nurse had mentioned to me how he would stay by my side every single day. She mentioned that she was so touch by his actions, that she would arrange for him to stay in one of the extra bedrooms on the floor so that he could be near me. When I was finally able to come home, I was not able to talk or eat solid foods due to a tube being inserted through a hole that was located in the middle of my throat, However, because of my faith and determination and with Mike's help, I was able to overcome the odds that the doctors had set for me if I was able to live through the emergency surgery. Mike had moved me in with him and he would go with me to physical and speech therapy. In fact, many times after the sessions, he would assist me with what was being taught or exercised at those sessions at home during the evening hours. With his help, I was able to speak words and broken sentences at first.
The funny thing is that periodically, when he would hold up flash cards with different words on them for me to try to pronounce, he would sometimes through in the phrase on a homemade flash card which said "SUCK HARD COCK"...lol..and this was the first words that I actually spoke. As time went on, each day, I began to get better than what was expected of me and Mike was there for me all the way. The reason I use past tense when I mentioned him earlier was because three years ago, Mike died unexpectedly.
After his death, I went into a deep depression and was ready again to give up on life altogether. However, I kept remembering his words in my head about how proud he was of me and how he felt I could do anything if I set my mind to it. Now, in another month, I will graduate from college with my Master's which is something that I had given up on as a teenager because when I was awarded a full scholarship, I had to decline the offer due to the fact that my mom thought it would be best if I obtained a full time job in order to help out financially at home. I miss him so much and although I am going on with life, I still have some issues and setbacks in some areas because I had gotten so accustomed with him being there as my rock. I have begun to date again, but sporadically because I am still getting adjusted to going on through life without him. Therefore, I am taking "baby steps" each day. With that being said, He was the greatest love of my life.
Mike was a very, very attractive man and was sought after by a lot of guys. Nonetheless, he was there for me. Even when I was in a coma in ICU for several months, when I came out of the coma, the nurse had mentioned to me how he would stay by my side every single day. She mentioned that she was so touch by his actions, that she would arrange for him to stay in one of the extra bedrooms on the floor so that he could be near me. When I was finally able to come home, I was not able to talk or eat solid foods due to a tube being inserted through a hole that was located in the middle of my throat, However, because of my faith and determination and with Mike's help, I was able to overcome the odds that the doctors had set for me if I was able to live through the emergency surgery. Mike had moved me in with him and he would go with me to physical and speech therapy. In fact, many times after the sessions, he would assist me with what was being taught or exercised at those sessions at home during the evening hours. With his help, I was able to speak words and broken sentences at first.
The funny thing is that periodically, when he would hold up flash cards with different words on them for me to try to pronounce, he would sometimes through in the phrase on a homemade flash card which said "SUCK HARD COCK"...lol..and this was the first words that I actually spoke. As time went on, each day, I began to get better than what was expected of me and Mike was there for me all the way. The reason I use past tense when I mentioned him earlier was because three years ago, Mike died unexpectedly.
After his death, I went into a deep depression and was ready again to give up on life altogether. However, I kept remembering his words in my head about how proud he was of me and how he felt I could do anything if I set my mind to it. Now, in another month, I will graduate from college with my Master's which is something that I had given up on as a teenager because when I was awarded a full scholarship, I had to decline the offer due to the fact that my mom thought it would be best if I obtained a full time job in order to help out financially at home. I miss him so much and although I am going on with life, I still have some issues and setbacks in some areas because I had gotten so accustomed with him being there as my rock. I have begun to date again, but sporadically because I am still getting adjusted to going on through life without him. Therefore, I am taking "baby steps" each day. With that being said, He was the greatest love of my life.
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He first simply lost interest in me. Then grew hatred it felt like. He likes to text me daily though he doesn't want me around him. I keep up a good attitude and make sure I'm always there to talk to. Maybe I'll say something right sooner or later.
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I can't believe I'm actually replying to this thread but..
his name was Bruno
I can't forget the first time when I saw him, an angel on earth!
He was just special, everything with him was special, even the sad moments.
We have been together many years, every new day was like the first day.
I loved everything of him even his little defects, we were so close that we didn't need to talk, I was able to understand his feelings only looking at his eyes.
When the doctors said that he had leukemia my world fell apart, I think that to see the person that you love more than your own life to die day by day is the most terrible thing you can feel.
I felt impotent because I couldn't help him, I would have sold my life to save his life.
I miss those special moments when we were together, his hugs, his voice, his jacket on the chair, everything!
He is my first thought when I wake up and the last when I go to sleep.
This might sound stupid but I still talk to him sometimes, I like to think that he is still near me.
I even write messages to him in his facebook page, every day.
Life goes on, I know, but I'll never be the same without my Bruno.
his name was Bruno
I can't forget the first time when I saw him, an angel on earth!
He was just special, everything with him was special, even the sad moments.
We have been together many years, every new day was like the first day.
I loved everything of him even his little defects, we were so close that we didn't need to talk, I was able to understand his feelings only looking at his eyes.
When the doctors said that he had leukemia my world fell apart, I think that to see the person that you love more than your own life to die day by day is the most terrible thing you can feel.
I felt impotent because I couldn't help him, I would have sold my life to save his life.
I miss those special moments when we were together, his hugs, his voice, his jacket on the chair, everything!
He is my first thought when I wake up and the last when I go to sleep.
This might sound stupid but I still talk to him sometimes, I like to think that he is still near me.
I even write messages to him in his facebook page, every day.
Life goes on, I know, but I'll never be the same without my Bruno.
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I just want to say that there are some brave people here. It takes a lot of courage to speak of something so near and dear to one's heart. Loss is never easy but life still goes on. It is this kind of courage that our loved ones would want to see. To know that in the face of tragedy we are moving on. That they give us the strength to move on. To continue on in their absence. Their strength live within us fueling our everyday lives. We honor them by letting go but never forgetting. So again I say thanks to you all for sharing your deepest emotions with us.
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To read these posts is almost heartbreaking, and I'm lucky to have never suffered anything like this.
They have brought tears to my eyes and rather than thank everyone individually I'll say a big thank you for posting, because many reading these will hopefully gain strength and not feel alone.
Josh said it perfectly , I can't add to that , except for a big hug
They have brought tears to my eyes and rather than thank everyone individually I'll say a big thank you for posting, because many reading these will hopefully gain strength and not feel alone.
Josh said it perfectly , I can't add to that , except for a big hug
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The greatest love I've lost... is yet to happen. I confess, I've never fallen in love with anyone. When I say "I'm a bit of a loner/misanthropic weirdo" I mean it.
I'm yet to fall in love with someone, if at all.
And... I cannot believe some of the love stories here. How painful, yet inspiring they are. I was feeling a bit fragile today, but after reading them, I feel ashamed to even complain about it. You guys have my deepest admiration and solidarity. Absolute strenght and unmatched dignity can be read throughout them.
I'm yet to fall in love with someone, if at all.
And... I cannot believe some of the love stories here. How painful, yet inspiring they are. I was feeling a bit fragile today, but after reading them, I feel ashamed to even complain about it. You guys have my deepest admiration and solidarity. Absolute strenght and unmatched dignity can be read throughout them.
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There was one what was making me nostalgic for long time. But I'm glad it's already behind me. Now I'm looking forward.
There was this guy I had a crush on almost entirely through high school. He was straight and knew I liked him so he always avoided me. A few months before graduation, he started letting his guard down and would hang out with me and my friends from time to time. Eventually, we became really good friends and started spending a lot of one-on-one time together. Of course, this made me even more attached to him. After high school, we ended up getting drunk at a party and he ended up kissing me and telling me he loved me. I saw him about a week later and he acted very strange and he quit hanging out with me. It took me a long while to get over him, but it was probably for the best.
If its any consolation, no one gets to choose who they love, it just happens
He's finding it hard to come to terms with the fact he loves you. It may not sit well with him and he may fight the desire but he feels what he feels and nothing he does to suppress it will change that. I hope youre still there for him when he finally accepts his true feelings.
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I think you have a story to tell
I don't, sorry. I wrote few posts about it cca half year ago. But these are already deleted. And I'm not able to think about it anymore, same as I wasn't able to stop think about it before. Something has been broken and I just found out that it ended. Scar is healed.
Well, I remember good things from this relationship. Really sensitive sex, my comming out, first real reaching in gay community, my first steps out of closet with his guidance... He has given me a lot before he broke my heart (and I his). But my heart is already ok and nice memories remained. Bad things are just transformed into experience for the future. I hope he also took some good things from me and that he is fain now as well. But I wouldn't want to be with him again.
my biggest love was Matthias
when i first saw him, i hated him so much (i was in a very bad mood), i told him to piss off, but the second time we met we fell in love. two years later we build a house together and had there 5 very good years, it was in a tiny village (less than 1000 people), we were fully accepted and integrated, everything was beautiful, we were happy and had just planned to adopt a child when i got sick, lost my job, had to move to a big city and there i made the biggest mistake in my life: i cheatet and so i lost him...you can not imagine how much i hurt him
i had other realtionships after him, but i never had the same feelings
we are still friends and we talk every week, maybe this is the hardest: to talk to him and to know that he will never trust me again in the way he trusted in me before
when i first saw him, i hated him so much (i was in a very bad mood), i told him to piss off, but the second time we met we fell in love. two years later we build a house together and had there 5 very good years, it was in a tiny village (less than 1000 people), we were fully accepted and integrated, everything was beautiful, we were happy and had just planned to adopt a child when i got sick, lost my job, had to move to a big city and there i made the biggest mistake in my life: i cheatet and so i lost him...you can not imagine how much i hurt him
i had other realtionships after him, but i never had the same feelings
we are still friends and we talk every week, maybe this is the hardest: to talk to him and to know that he will never trust me again in the way he trusted in me before
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The greatest love I ever lost... is also the one that destroyed my life
