It was a long time ago, but yeah, I was wrong about my first serious girlfriend. We were really close, and never had any spats. Should have married her, but I felt we were too young. Oh well, shoulda coulda woulda, huh? How did I feel? Like crap. But it was my own fault, I should have taken my chances and married her when I could. Still bothers me sometimes, to this day. I try not to think about it much, because I love my wife dearly, and thinking about my first love makes me feel guilty. And I suppose I still have feelings for her as well, but oh well. Life sucks, and then you die.