The One That Got Away? - Page 5

Cadaverous Pallor · 03-12-2005, 12:08 AM

Bornieo - beautiful, heartbreaking story.

Dude, go back there and have a look around, at least.

mistyisjafo · 03-12-2005, 12:10 AM

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*looks online to purchase a LUT shirt*

Hell forget the LUT shirt, how much do I have to spend to look like that pic! LOL!!

libraryvixen · 03-12-2005, 12:21 AM

My friend, I'll call him Everett, and I met in in the 7th grade. We were the best of chums. In fact, we rode bikes to each other's houses, visited each other and talked through the window screens when we were grounded and sat around watching Jeopardy yelling out answers and keeping scores on a pad of paper on a regular basis.

Everett and I "dated" in the 8th grade for a while. Mostly because I was trying to make another guy jealous. Everett fell for me and I still looked at him as a friend. We still hung out but he held some pretty strong feelings for me.

Then one day... he told me his family was moving to Texas for his dad's new job. I was heartbroken. He was my best friend. I was a very big nerd in school. He was my Napoleon Dynamite and I was his Deb. He assured me that he would be visiting once in a while because his aunt and uncle lived in our little town. That was no consolation to me though because I had no idea how I was going to get through high school without him. He left 2 weeks before we were to be Freshman together.

We sent letters for about 3 months into the school year. For some reason or another, we lost each other's addresses. Being that the internet was not around for convenient people searches, we never heard from each other again.

Flash forward to Junior Year of high school. I never forgot about Everett but I figured I would never see him again so I went on being a Deb alone. There was a girl who I used to be friends with in Jr. high who was in my Advanced Algebra class. She was hot for Everett too, though Everett was really into my brain

I overheard her telling some other girls that her boyfriend was flying in from Texas to visit her. First... I couldn't comprehend what I was hearing and I thought "Is Everett her boyfriend?" and then thought "Why the hell did he not try to find or write me?"

When I approached the girl about it.. she got flustered and said that Everett told her that he never wanted to see me again because I never wrote to him. When I told her it sounded fishy, I asked her to let me know when he was going to be in town so I could talk to him face to face. She claimed to not know anything. So... I did what any angry geek in love would do... told her that I would beat her up if she didn't tell me his phone number. Luckily... she caved. I called him and it was as if the 2 1/2 years of not talking melted away and we picked up where we left off. Turns out that when Everett asked her to give me his phone number, she never did because she didn't want us to talk again.

Flash forward to Everett's army boot camp. He enlisted right after high school. We wrote love letters to each other in true lusty teenager style. He was still in Texas, I was still in California. All we had was our feelings... and nothing else.

Flash to Everett's college graduation. He was graduating from college and from ROTC as an officer and wanted me to come out to see him so I could escort him to the Officer's Ball. I couldn't go. I didn't have the money. We were both poor collge students so there was no way I could go.

That's where Everett met his future wife.

I got married to the ass.

As a nurse, he offered to deliver my baby for me and I turned it down. He was my best friend, but I'll be darned if he was going to look at my nether reigon.... professionally or not!!

Ass and I attended Everett's wedding. In fact, I was the best "woman" and stood up for him at the wedding. His wife was everything I thought she would be: gorgeous, intelligent and totally Alpha. His wife and I got along wonderfully. He gave me a gorgeous pen as my groomsman gift.

When Ass left me, he was the first person I called. What he said next broke my heart and it continues to break when I think back on it:

E: You know, I'm always late.
me: What are you talking about?
E: If I had just waited out a couple more years and not married T, I would have married you.

He and his wife flew B and I out to see them for Thanksgiving less than a month later due to the fact Everett was slated to go to Iraq for the next year +. His wife flew back out to go to a funeral the day before I left their home, so Everett and I were left with our daughters and with a ton of packing to do on my end.

We played some X-Box, talked smack about our mad alien killing skills and then, he reached out and stroked my hair. It was the one and only time we had physical contact. I'm not going to lie... it was electric. He drew his hand back and we scooted away from each other and never spoke about it again.

Neither of us were people who would ever have done anything about our feelings for each other nor were we the type of people who would ever cheat on our spouses or.. in my case... be okay with being with someone who was cheating on their spouse.

Even today... I still think back and wonder about the choices I've made in my life. Things like: what if I had gone left instead of right... what if I didn't marry Ass... what if I had gone to the Officer's Ball.. would I be the one married to Everett?

*sigh* I'm a sentimental fool.

mistyisjafo · 03-12-2005, 12:45 AM

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*sigh* I'm a sentimental fool.

Ohhh not at all! How can you not feel that way for him after all those years?

You can't go back in time, course I'm sure a lot of us wish we could, but things happen for a reason. You were young then and maybe didn't see the forest thru the trees. And maybe he just never was the ONE either. Who knows! Just got to plod along forward and hope for the best!

Claire · 03-12-2005, 12:36 PM

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Even today... I still think back and wonder about the choices I've made in my life. Things like: what if I had gone left instead of right... what if I didn't marry Ass... what if I had gone to the Officer's Ball.. would I be the one married to Everett?

*sigh* I'm a sentimental fool.

Only the combo of you and the ass could make the wonder that is your Boo. Just remember that.

libraryvixen · 03-12-2005, 12:48 PM

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Only the combo of you and the ass could make the wonder that is your Boo. Just remember that.

This is true. Thank god she looks like me... because that means she browns up nicely in the summer time like a perfect Thanksgiving turkey

(even WITH sunblock!!)

tracilicious · 03-13-2005, 11:44 AM

I only have a sort of "one that got away" story. I was probably fifteen or early sixteen and a total dork. Todd went to my church. He was a year older and had an older brother and two little siblings that all lived with his dad. I was soooo swoony over Todd.

Todd was an alcoholic (along with the rest of his family) who had a very rough life, wasn't in school, and was in trouble all the time. I was pretty vulnerable. My parents had divorced a few years back, my mom worked or was in school all the time, and I had ridiculously low self esteem. Todd briefly semi-returned my affections, but I did dumb things like call all the time, apologize for everthing, and just be a total dork basically. So Todd moved on to another girl in our church (there were a lot of bad kids in that church) who was a lot more his speed. Smoked, drank, etc.

I would have done anything for Todd. Drank, done drugs, had sex, anything. I was so head over heels blindly in love with him. I'm SO glad to this day that Todd didn't like me like I liked him. That would have been very dangerous. Todd and other church girl snuck around for a while, got in big trouble for having sex, parents kept them apart, Todd grew up and continued his destructive life, and a few years back committed suicide.

I spent a few months in teenage heartbreak, got involved in dance and other school activities that gave me a sense of self, got over the heartbreak and fell in love with Michael (who I'd been friends with for a few years already) graduated, got married, had one and a half wonderful kids and am pretty much living my dream life (minus having lots of money). I shudder to think what my life would be like now if my heart hadn't been broken.

UvaGirl · 03-13-2005, 02:07 PM

Let's just say this thread has remarkable timing for me. Perhaps later I'll be brave enough to post more. Right now I'm pretending my situation doesn't exist

€uroMeinke · 03-14-2005, 04:32 PM

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Right now I'm pretending my situation doesn't exist

Starting with your title bar perchance?

Ponine · 03-14-2005, 04:46 PM

Did anyone besides DP actually get to meet my 'one that got away'?
I only know for sure that Eliza knew he would be there... and I didnt throw it out there as obviously as I could have.
I know he talked to more than a few teams...

03-12-2005, 12:08 AM	#41
Cadaverous Pallor ohhhh baby Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: Parental Bliss Posts: 12,364	Bornieo - beautiful, heartbreaking story. Dude, go back there and have a look around, at least. __________________ The second star to the right shines in the night for you
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03-12-2005, 12:21 AM	#43
libraryvixen is part of the resistance Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: up North Posts: 963	My friend, I'll call him Everett, and I met in in the 7th grade. We were the best of chums. In fact, we rode bikes to each other's houses, visited each other and talked through the window screens when we were grounded and sat around watching Jeopardy yelling out answers and keeping scores on a pad of paper on a regular basis. Everett and I "dated" in the 8th grade for a while. Mostly because I was trying to make another guy jealous. Everett fell for me and I still looked at him as a friend. We still hung out but he held some pretty strong feelings for me. Then one day... he told me his family was moving to Texas for his dad's new job. I was heartbroken. He was my best friend. I was a very big nerd in school. He was my Napoleon Dynamite and I was his Deb. He assured me that he would be visiting once in a while because his aunt and uncle lived in our little town. That was no consolation to me though because I had no idea how I was going to get through high school without him. He left 2 weeks before we were to be Freshman together. We sent letters for about 3 months into the school year. For some reason or another, we lost each other's addresses. Being that the internet was not around for convenient people searches, we never heard from each other again. Flash forward to Junior Year of high school. I never forgot about Everett but I figured I would never see him again so I went on being a Deb alone. There was a girl who I used to be friends with in Jr. high who was in my Advanced Algebra class. She was hot for Everett too, though Everett was really into my brain I overheard her telling some other girls that her boyfriend was flying in from Texas to visit her. First... I couldn't comprehend what I was hearing and I thought "Is Everett her boyfriend?" and then thought "Why the hell did he not try to find or write me?" When I approached the girl about it.. she got flustered and said that Everett told her that he never wanted to see me again because I never wrote to him. When I told her it sounded fishy, I asked her to let me know when he was going to be in town so I could talk to him face to face. She claimed to not know anything. So... I did what any angry geek in love would do... told her that I would beat her up if she didn't tell me his phone number. Luckily... she caved. I called him and it was as if the 2 1/2 years of not talking melted away and we picked up where we left off. Turns out that when Everett asked her to give me his phone number, she never did because she didn't want us to talk again. Flash forward to Everett's army boot camp. He enlisted right after high school. We wrote love letters to each other in true lusty teenager style. He was still in Texas, I was still in California. All we had was our feelings... and nothing else. Flash to Everett's college graduation. He was graduating from college and from ROTC as an officer and wanted me to come out to see him so I could escort him to the Officer's Ball. I couldn't go. I didn't have the money. We were both poor collge students so there was no way I could go. That's where Everett met his future wife. I got married to the ass. As a nurse, he offered to deliver my baby for me and I turned it down. He was my best friend, but I'll be darned if he was going to look at my nether reigon.... professionally or not!! Ass and I attended Everett's wedding. In fact, I was the best "woman" and stood up for him at the wedding. His wife was everything I thought she would be: gorgeous, intelligent and totally Alpha. His wife and I got along wonderfully. He gave me a gorgeous pen as my groomsman gift. When Ass left me, he was the first person I called. What he said next broke my heart and it continues to break when I think back on it: E: You know, I'm always late. me: What are you talking about? E: If I had just waited out a couple more years and not married T, I would have married you. He and his wife flew B and I out to see them for Thanksgiving less than a month later due to the fact Everett was slated to go to Iraq for the next year +. His wife flew back out to go to a funeral the day before I left their home, so Everett and I were left with our daughters and with a ton of packing to do on my end. We played some X-Box, talked smack about our mad alien killing skills and then, he reached out and stroked my hair. It was the one and only time we had physical contact. I'm not going to lie... it was electric. He drew his hand back and we scooted away from each other and never spoke about it again. Neither of us were people who would ever have done anything about our feelings for each other nor were we the type of people who would ever cheat on our spouses or.. in my case... be okay with being with someone who was cheating on their spouse. Even today... I still think back and wonder about the choices I've made in my life. Things like: what if I had gone left instead of right... what if I didn't marry Ass... what if I had gone to the Officer's Ball.. would I be the one married to Everett? sigh I'm a sentimental fool. __________________ Yes, I'm still alive!
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03-13-2005, 11:44 AM	#47
tracilicious avatar transition Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: in-between Posts: 2,487	I only have a sort of "one that got away" story. I was probably fifteen or early sixteen and a total dork. Todd went to my church. He was a year older and had an older brother and two little siblings that all lived with his dad. I was soooo swoony over Todd. Todd was an alcoholic (along with the rest of his family) who had a very rough life, wasn't in school, and was in trouble all the time. I was pretty vulnerable. My parents had divorced a few years back, my mom worked or was in school all the time, and I had ridiculously low self esteem. Todd briefly semi-returned my affections, but I did dumb things like call all the time, apologize for everthing, and just be a total dork basically. So Todd moved on to another girl in our church (there were a lot of bad kids in that church) who was a lot more his speed. Smoked, drank, etc. I would have done anything for Todd. Drank, done drugs, had sex, anything. I was so head over heels blindly in love with him. I'm SO glad to this day that Todd didn't like me like I liked him. That would have been very dangerous. Todd and other church girl snuck around for a while, got in big trouble for having sex, parents kept them apart, Todd grew up and continued his destructive life, and a few years back committed suicide. I spent a few months in teenage heartbreak, got involved in dance and other school activities that gave me a sense of self, got over the heartbreak and fell in love with Michael (who I'd been friends with for a few years already) graduated, got married, had one and a half wonderful kids and am pretty much living my dream life (minus having lots of money). I shudder to think what my life would be like now if my heart hadn't been broken. __________________ And now Harry, let us step into the night and pursue that flighty temptress, adventure! - Albus Dumbledore
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03-13-2005, 02:07 PM	#48
UvaGirl Somewhere beyond the sea Join Date: Jan 2005 Posts: 396	Let's just say this thread has remarkable timing for me. Perhaps later I'll be brave enough to post more. Right now I'm pretending my situation doesn't exist __________________ Cause I'm a train wreck Waiting to happen Waiting for someone to come pick me up off the tracks
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03-14-2005, 04:46 PM	#50
Ponine Virgin Ears Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: San Diego Posts: 2,075	Did anyone besides DP actually get to meet my 'one that got away'? I only know for sure that Eliza knew he would be there... and I didnt throw it out there as obviously as I could have. I know he talked to more than a few teams... __________________ There's something strange, There's something wrong. I see a change - It's like when love dies.
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