I can't think of anything. Paul Cornell was in town a month or so ago and I could've stalked him. That's about it.
I stalk her on Facebook while listening to The Police's "Every Breath You Take."
My first real relationship lasted four years. I thought I was going to marry that girl. It took me years to get over her when we broke up (even though I was technically the one who broke up with her). The minute I finally made a conscious decision to let it go I met my wife. My ex and I are now Facebook buddies. She's married too. So I guess what I'm saying is it's been my experience that the ones who got away got way for a reason.
Originally Posted by BENDIS!
A few years ago I was with this one girl who couldn't decide what we were. We got along great, had almost everything in common and she was the first to say she liked me as more than a friend out loud before I did. Eventually she told me she couldn't handle a relationship and wanted to be just friends for a while. I said okay, then a week later I get a Dear John saying to never contact her again.
I met up with her again a few days later, trying to get her to change her mind but she wasn't letting me, so I told her if she just told me to leave and never speak to her again to my face, just so I could get a little closure, I'd go away forever. She wouldn't do it, and at the time I thought it was because she still liked me and so I told her I was going to be there at the train we caught together every Friday so if she changed her mind before the end of the school year (We were both in different universities) I'd be right there.
And I never saw her again. I've had other girlfriends since her, but when I'm single and past the last break up, I sometimes think about her and what I would do differently.
Sorry, had to get that out of me.
Sometimes I feel like Pat Loika's the one that got away.
Somewhere... out there...