My first love was a girl named Desiree. I lost her through the "help" of someone I considered a friend. I moved on, married, had 3 wonderful children that i wouldn't trade for anything, but now, after being divorced for 13 years, I do think about her. I have no idea where she is. She married the guy she left me for. I know it's better to leave things as they are, the memories are much sweeter than reality would be, I fear.
So what am I doing? corresponding with another gal named Desiree (not the same one) that found my profile on one of the matching sites. She even goes by the same nickname. Too early to tell if there's anything there, but it makes me smile to think I might have my Desiree after all....