It was 1970. You were my first and only REAL love. Yes, I am married now and so are you. I was only 17 then and very jealous and immature. I wish that I did not treat you so immaturely. I would get mad when you watched Mash. Now I feel like a fool when I see the re-runs on today. I was jealous over Hot-lips Hoolohan. Deep down in my heart after all these years I still have warm feelings for you. If I could start my life over again I would treat you like a king. I would do everything for you. I am crying as I write this because I messed things up back then. I wanted ever so badly to have been your wife. I am married now but it is not the same. You had the spark in your eyes when I looked at you. I wonder what you look like now. I bet you still have your great sense of humour. You were my first love who I lost my virginity with. I have never felt that intercourse feeling with anybody else. It was SOO special. You know I still can remember that hot night in late August of 1970 when I saw a man's love making object for the very first time. I hope that if you read this, I hope you know who I am. Bye my love and I hope that I will meet you again before I die. —Still Feeling You