i actually had dinner a few weeks ago with a group of old high school/college buddies and my first love was there. i hadn't seen him years, maybe 25 years or so. i always kind of knew of him, because of our mutual friends. we just never crossed paths.
it was weird. not because of anything he did or i did or anyone else did - i just felt uncomfortable. i kept hanging on to my husband for dear life...and i'm usually not a clingy gal.
i had a girlfriend tell me something one time a long time ago - old lovers are all the same, OLD.
blessings, k