The last one that got away, I'd probably ask her to marry me! She's one of the few people I've ever known that actually cared a lot about me, and she lives in another country and I'd only just met her a few weeks before!! I was unsure about what was going on with me and this pain kept getting stronger and stronger over the previous few days and, I figured it best to go have it looked at. There's a fairly good chance that, had I not done so, it could've killed me (or so I thought) so, shortly before I asked mom to take me to the hospital to get it checked out, I told most of my online friends about it, most of whom were people I've known in person for years, if not my entire life, and suggested that I might even be dead from it by morning so, I said what I thought might've been my last farewell to them all. And then we went to the hospital! They chose to keep me over night to run tests first thing in the morning and we all concluded it was absolutely nothing to worry about. (I went to my chiropractor a day or so later and he fixed it up in a heartbeat!!)
When I got back home from the hospital the next evening, I was expecting to find a lot of messages of concern or at least wishing me good luck and hoping I was well... all I got were 3!!! One was just a casual friend saying they hoped everything was okay, the second was from a fairly close friend who showed her concern and hoped I was okay because she's dealt with a similar issue (but hers WAS what I thought this might be, and it nearly killed her! I only just met her online a few years before and met her in person 3 times.), the third was from this new friend that lives over in Bulgaria!! She was VERY concerned and even crying and pleading with me to be well and get in touch with her as soon as possible!!! Of course, I did and, from what she'd been saying to me that night, I figured she had really been feeling something for me! (Up until then, we were just casual friends, like some of the people I've met here, recently. She could hardly even speak any English.) So, I asked her, "Are you in love with me?" She said, "DA!!" (In English, that's, "YES!!") WOW!!! I've NEVER had that, before!!! Someone that I hardly even knew actually fell in love with me and I wasn't even trying!!!
The one before that, I might not even give her the time of day!!
I recently got this chance. A women that i went with 37 years ago while I was in military got ahold of me. We have been together since & plan to marry.
I really like this question!
I would wake up and feel very excited about seeing him and spending the day with him. I would try to eat a good breakfast even though I think I would just want to be out the door! I would curl my hair and brush my teeth, put lipbalm and my favourite dress on.
We would meet in front of my building. I would come outside and wait, looking towards the corner every few seconds, trying not to fidget or smile too much. As soon as I see him I smile and run towards him for a hug. I would wrap my arms around his body, under his arms, and his would be around my neck, cupping my head, caressing my hair. We would walk around the park for a while and talk. Then we would sit on a bench in a lonely part of the park. As the conversation gets more flirty and our eye contact more intense, I would stand up and move closer to him, looking at his eyes shyly and asking "Can I sit on your lap?". We would look at each other closer than we ever got a chance to be, we would intertwine our fingers and then kiss.
After the park we would go for lunch... After lunch we would go to my apartment. Into my bedroom full of golden sunlight. Golden hour. We would start to kiss passionately as if we never intend to stop. It would soon lead to love making. After which he would lay down, my head on his chest. We don't even need to talk, we can just take in the moment. But we would get hungry quickly. Time to order a pizza. Why not watch a movie too. Then I would go to take a quick shower. When I'm done we would make love some more and go to sleep. I would wake up without him like I do every day...
Iâd do everything to make myself look the best for him. It was my fault he got away in the first place, because of my insecurity. He said he liked me and I liked him too, but he liked my friend too and I didnât really know who he liked more. So when he told me, I told him that I thought it was a dare. Of course, he got frustrated with me and insisted he wasnât lying, but I was young and didnât want to get hurt by a possible lie. So I continued believing it was a dare.
Sooo, if I was to meet him today, I would look my absolute best and apologize. I think I still have feelings for him, so I think I would try to have a good relationship with him as well and see where things go.
EXTRA INFO:
This was in fifth grade, so you probably wouldnât take it too seriously.
We go to the same school now, but I havenât seen him since Iâve been doing school online and I think he has too. Plus weâre in different academies.
I think he might be dating someone, but I havenât really talked to him since fifth grade, so I wouldnât know.
I dmâed him once, but I ended up deleting the chat cuz I felt embarrassed and never checked to see if he replied or not.
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I think a cruise where they have hot tubs and all you can drink alcohol and performances and gift shops and land excursions.
Lol that's the funny thing. I don't have that one anymore. There was my first one that got away when I was like 15. We met again when I was 18 and she saw how much I had grown as you obviously would. She saw me all dressed up for prom with my very hot girlfriend whom I was in love with.
When I saw her it was a weird moment, because I remember being so into her and her liking me but not enough to be with me. In that moment I could see her attraction for me and a loss of words when I spoke to her. I also didn't have those feelings for her come back. Then my girl walks in the room all decked out and I was ecstatic for my night. So in a way I just moved on. She was no longer the one that got away in my heart.
Second one that got away was a girl that it was just never good timing. When we met I was interested in someone else, but always found her attractive. We had instant chemistry. I was single again 8 months later. We saw eachother for a bit before I was really ready to date so I ended it. She gets a boyfriend. I'm ready to date again and she has someone so I respect that and see other people.
She's about to end things with her guy and starts flirting with me in the mean time but I wasn't going to fuck with her situation. A third guy does so she ends her relationship and gets with that guy lmao. She and I have a thing back and forth over like 2 years with just never good timing. She gets married and moves away. I'm requested to not contact her and I respect that.
6 years later she hits me up after her divorce. I have a girlfriend at the time. We start talking again. My thing ends a year later. She has a boyfriend now hahahhaha. I go out on some fuck boy shit for a few years. She ends her relationship of like 2 years and starts seeing a guy after him. One day she comes to town and calls me to come out.
We have an awesome time at a bar just catching up. She's got a man so again I won't fuck with that situation. I walk her back to her hotel after I'd actually canceled plans with another girl to see this one that got away. She sees me texting her and asks about it so I tell her the situation and she laughs.
Then she kisses me. Longstory short it was long long long past due and I'm very glad it happened. If we're single in the future I'd call her up. Jokingly call her my future ex wife because bad timing is the best way to label out story 😂
I've never had one. However, I believe I am "the one who got away" for one of my exs. For context, this was back in high school. I thought our relationship was mediocre at best but I still persisted because I was naïve enough to believe it would get better.
About a month before graduation, she approaches me in the cafeteria and tells me she found someone else and wanted to be with them. I was cool with it because I still had finals to worry about and I could devote all my time to it now. I think she may have been a little bit surprised by my reaction but its always been my rule of thumb that if you're not happy being with me, just say so. No hard feelings at all. I did feel a sense of relief because she basically did what I thought I'd might have to somewhat later.
Anyway, fast forward to March 2009, about 10 months after the break up. I am getting mentally prepared for getting shipped off to basic training in about 3 weeks. There was a knock on the door and to my surprise, it was her. She said she was foolish for leaving me. In a "heat of the moment"', we ended up kissing (probably the last sincere one I ever got) and we were for about 10 minutes, back together. My dad helped me see I was making a mistake and I ended up calling her back to tell her that I just couldn't go through with this. I was off to basic training and had my life to think about and that I couldn't just abandon the committment I already made to the US Government. So I told her I was sorry but the answer was no. I said goodbye and I thought that was the end of it.
The last time I would hear from her was in about 2015 or so. I added her on facebook and messaged her. She said she still loved me and asked if I'd be willing to move to California to be with her. I had already moved to Alaska by this time and told her no, that I would not move and that I had no intention of getting back with any of my exs. I tried to bring her down gently and explained we are both just better off going our own ways and just forgetting about one another.
Haven't heard from her since. I hope she found someone to make her happy. She wasn't a bad person by any means, just someone who I never felt I had a connection with.
Last day of class, she was sitting as the students filed out saying goodbyes. She kept sitting, I kept sitting, I had no idea what to do, I had been going through some hard time mentally. We both kept sitting, until she picked up her handbag and went out. I was very poor back then.
If I had another chance, Id get myself a two wheeler, go to her despite guys watching, tell her Hi, ask her if she would like to go for a burger.
Then I had no money, no vehicle, no job. Today I have it all, but not her.
Iâd say the girl I kind of liked in High School but I doubt sheâd even remember me since we havenât talked since High School and Iâm not even sure she has a FB account. If by chance she did get in contact with me and she was still attractive, Iâd see if she wanted to do anything with me.
I would put my entire being and soul in convincing her to take me back. Sadly she died a few years ago. I was 19, she was 43, She wanted to move to California and I stayed behind in Florida. I was very very very stupid! Best relationship I ever had! She was a stern Mistress, guiding mentor and a loving Mommy all rolled into one. In short she was a Goddess.
I wouldn't want to see him.
It would never work.
Hopefully she has a friend with her those days are over it happened that way for a reason I wouldn't wish a dream everything except for she had a friend with her so I can start all over again
Master's Motto: "What I Would have Wanted Back Then, Is NOT What I Would ever Want Now."xx
I would tell her that we should have waited till both a little more grown up but hell sitting on that fence kissing ger and feeling her right breast. Damn she got away
I wouldn't go, no point holding on to false realities.
I wouldn't go. You can learn more about yourself by letting someone that got away, stay away!
I'd fuck the shit out of her, then tell her to get the fuck out and never give her the time of day again just like she did to me.
Kill myself Infront of them and scream its your fault with tears in my eyes just to scare them
Not spend a day with her. The train left the station.
We would go out to the beach and just talk
I would not want to do it. She is 50 and fat.
fuckity fuck til my fuck stick falls the fuck off
Laser tag.
Nothing they went away for a reason
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