After not thinking of him for... years probably, I dreamed rather suddenly of the very first guy I was ever 'in love with'. I was 12, he was too, he was blonde, freckled, spoke his mind, and had a fabulous voice. He was a mormon, and so his excuse for not dating me, when I asked, was that his religion said he couldn't date until he was 16, so I quietly bided my time with other passing crushes, while the years passed. I'm not sure if he ever would have dated me, (I was seeing someone else by the time he turned 16, but just barely). But in the passing time he'd become more agressive, less interested in school, and less interested in music. He seemed angry, but I think it was just a teenage boy thing. Even though I was perfectly satisfied with my boyfriend at the time, I always had a soft place in my heart for this guy, and wanted to see him do well, and spend some time with him.
In light of his sudden reappearance in my subconscious, I looked him up on Facebook and he looks great. The most recent pictures of him are from his brothers wedding and he seems happy. His most recent update, from about a month ago, says that he's leaving Facebook and planning on deleting his profile, including his email should anyone want to contact him.
I'm not sure if I do, or not. What little Facebook-stalking I could do indicated he is still very devoted to his Mormonism, and I'm not sure that he's be interested in hearing from an old high school flame. I have little doubt that my fondness for him throughout my adolescence was never really returned, although he did seem to respect me. But even if I don't ever email him. It's nice to see that he seems to be well.