one that got away
Two roads diverged in a ...
whatever.
This guy was from Texas. He was fun, spontaneous, messy and had no known allergies.
We hated each other and wouldn't have spent any time together at all except for friends who kept inviting us both out. Then we went bowling one time and each of us drank a pitcher of fizzy domestic beer, then we were dating -- like something out of a romantic comedy written by Mike Judge.
Then his company moved him somewhere far away and I picked back up with the guy I had been dating before the bowling incident. The Texan kept calling and we kept talking, I thought, as friends. We made plans to hang out for a weekend, so I told him about the other guy and never heard from him again.
Things with that other guy never went anywhere and whenever I'm prone to thinking about this type of thing, like in a week that we've decided to blog about regret, I wonder what could have happened with the Texan.
I took the boyfriend more traveled by and that has made the difference.
Who cares? The past is past, right? But everybody has someone they wish they hadn't let go. Or maybe you had someone you wish you had let go much sooner.
Tell us about it.
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There were a few that I wish I had let go sooner - no kidding.
I visited an old roomie of mine over the holidays and she told me about how when we were in college there were always a girl somewhere that wanted to get with me that I ignored in favor of the unattainable chic that I'd pour some major sweat into for abso-freakin-lutely nada.
'Wonder what happened to all those gals, the ones I chased and the ones who were into me.
But you can't have regrets in this world. You'll just drive yourself nuts.
Posted on January 7, 2008 10:24 AM
This isn't a regret that actually fits under your category, but I do wish sometimes that a certain woman and I were dating now instead of right after I got out of college.
We were struggling financially, both of us holding down two jobs, sometimes three. We ate the basics and as cheaply as our taste buds would allow, our living arrangements were not the best and despite the multitude of jobs, we struggled to make ends meet.
But we were in love and we somehow managed to have a good time in all this poverty until the relationship ran its course and we went our separate ways.
I'm not rich now, but I'm doing a lot better than I was when we were together. And I wouldn't trade the memories I have with M.H., but I would love to have had the money I have now just so I could take her to some nice places and buy her some nice things. She's a good person and someone who deserved being treated that way and I regret not being able to do that for her.
Posted on January 7, 2008 11:16 AM
James, your comment is so sweet!
It made me think of my broke-est boyfriend, a guy I dated for three years in college. We played a lot of frisbee, drove around, ate a ton of Subway because he had a friend that worked there. He didn't buy me fancy presents but we were always having a good time.
If M.H. thinks about you the way I think about him, you don't have anything to regret.
Posted on January 7, 2008 2:44 PM