ohhh, these are all very nostalgic stories! thanks for sharing, I've enjoyed reading them!
The first person to break my heart was my first boyfriend. I was 15 when we got together, he was 14. He was the first boy I held hands with, the first boy I ever kissed, and the first boy I ever slept with - truly my first in every sense of the word, and we were together for 1.5 years.
I was deeply in love with him, and while I didn't think we'd get married, I could just never see us being apart - I thought we'd be together 'forever' (does that make sense?)
One day he told me that he cheated on me and I was devastated. At school, I felt like everyone was looking at me and knew that I wasn't good enough to keep a boyfriend, that something was lacking that made him feel like he had to see what it was like with someone else. I felt incredibly ashamed and I cried myself to sleep for days.
Of course, with the wisdom of hindsight, we were really young, he'd never been with anyone else and when someone offered him the chance to try it out, he jumped at it, but my heart was well and truly broken.
I don't think I can describe what it was like - that kind of sobbing where it comes from deep down inside, like you'll never ever recover. Quite frankly I don't know that I ever want to feel as deeply for someone as that again!