Do you have a "one that got away" in your past?

I got away more than once.
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They say "You never forget your first love", it's true. Often in my old age now I sit there wondering if he is still alive, and did he have a good life?
I'm going back now to 1964. He was a good looker, tall, blond hair and hazel eyes, although he had Spanish parents. He did write to me twice and the last time, it was Christmas, and he wanted to wish me the best, followed by Para Siempre., (always forever.)
 
Yes, I do have one that got away.
Her and I both had the same toxic friends, and we had enough of it.
She wasn't 18 yet, I was 9 years older. Those people are the kind who would have found a way to split us up, so I avoided her after she was 18.
We saw each other at a ball game, her new friend was really giving me a rough time out loud, to the point that surrounding people were getting mad at me. Her new friend was gonna get me kicked out of the stadium, or to jail for public intoxication.
I kept a cool head, the cops came over and it all started again. I won, they had to leave me alone. I really loved this girl, but her old friends, new friends, it was a lot that I didn't need and was cutting out of my life. I hate drama, and have still seen too much.

I still Love her very much to this day, not one day passes that I don't think of her. ā¤ļø
 
In the course of life, have you had a romantic interest that ended up being the proverbial one that got away? To broaden the discussion: were you "the one" that got away?
Over 20 years ago. Gorgeous Single Customer with Green Eyes. Painting her Condo. She suggested we go out. She was dating someone at the time. Dumped him. Didn't last long. Major Fire took out hundreds of homes including hers. Lost touch. Previous boyfriend was a Fighter Pilot at Miramar lol
 
In the course of life, have you had a romantic interest that ended up being the proverbial one that got away? To broaden the discussion: were you "the one" that got away?
Quite the opposite, at eighteen my dance partner had met a fellow and was off into the sunset with him. The dance school teacher introduced me to a young lady of fourteen, who was looking for a partner. We just took to each other straight away, four years later, we were married. Fifty-seven years later, we are still married.
"The one that got away?" I try to put it out of my mind, but occasionally I ponder on the future when one of us will mourn the other. Maybe we can emulate my grandparents, they married at eighteen and passed away within a few months of each other following seventy-five years of marriage.
 
Similar to oscash. 1st love
Moving boxes into our new home I hear a motorcycle coming, look up and the passenger looked at me and it was like that song "Then I Saw Her Face" but His face. My heart went to my throat, stomach to my knees and couldn't eat for days. Mom wouldn't allow me to date until I was 16 and he respected that. He followed all her rules and then just before I turned 16, Mom and my step-dad (whom I loved dearly) divorced. Guess who began dating and who had to stay home and babysit? I don't blame him for moving on, I was upset with her so badly for that for a long time.
 
Not really. There were women I broke up with, and a couple that I pined for, but looking back, they would not have been good picks for the long term. I was married for 19 years, but we both agreed it was time to move on as we had drifted apart. I have no regrets about any of my past relationships. I have this sense that everything was as it should be, at least in the area of romance.
 
I had two that got away and I thought I was in love with both of them. One, who broke up with me, married another woman but heard he was still in love with me from our mutual friends some time after his marriage. I didn't believe that but I still think of him. The other one, I brock up with, moved back to his home state and married his old girlfriend. I wondered about him but now it is just a pleasant memory.
 
Discounting puppy love I have only been head over heels in love with two women in my life and was fortunate enough to marry both of them....sadly the first marriage didn't work out, which was100% totally my fault, but my current and I have been together for over 49 years.
 
I was 19. Jay was 21. We dated for several months and I definitely had stars in my eyes! Then his work took him out of state for 6 months. We agreed to see where life took each of us during that time, and touch base when he got back. I was fickle and got swept away by someone else. He was crushed.

Given how life turned out for me after that I’ve often wondered how things would be had I waited for him, and have some regret that I didn’t. On the other hand I wouldn’t have had my amazing children if I’d waited, and just cannot fathom life without them.

After I finally divorced back in 2006, took several years to begin dating seriously. I was ā€œthe oneā€ for the first man I dated after the divorce. 6 months in and he wanted to get married. Though I cared for him, I was never going to get married again (famous last words šŸ˜‰) and he knew that was the way I felt, but proposed anyway. It didn’t end well.
 
I found out a long time ago
What a woman can do to your soul
She can't take you any way
You don't already know how to go.

No truer words were spoken.

"Huh...Who IS a good catch?"
-my father's reaction when I sarcastically suggested someone was a good catch.

Everybody is a potential pain in the butt. So just pick one and go with it. You'll find out on the other side of that experience if it was a good experience or not.

It'll always be a mixed bag of good and bad. Because life's unpredictable circumstances and the way people react and deal with them make it that way.

What's more important? Accomplishment with little compatibility or a kind of compatibility between two people who don't seem to be able to get things done?
 

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