Do you have a "one that got away"?

Met this boy on a holiday many moons ago. (Is that the most frequently used phrase in the English language or what? )

I sometimes have instant attractions to people, like the second I first lay eyes on them something inside clicks and that's it for me - my gut has spoken (Wibbs would I think say it is not "gut", it is all very base and sexual... well, I believe in such a thing as chemistry, and it doesn't always have to be purely sexual but it can kick in right away).

Anyway, so it was with him. The second I saw him I thought: "WOW. Way out of my league. Forgeddaboudit." and didn't pay him much attention after that. HOWEVER, to my very great surprise and delight, he started showing signs that he liked me, searching me out, talking, asking me out on an evening, complimenting me on appearance etc. But (and I am putting it down to the fact that we were both young and inexperienced) things remained very chaste, there was not much to write home about (;)).

We kept in touch after the holiday, and after a time I went to visit him (as he lived at home, I was staying in separate accomodation). Again, we had a few dates and at the end of one of them I got a KISS. Which (I am most probably a saddo for this, but I don't care) remains the most significant kiss of my entire life; after I entered my accomodation, I don't know how I looked but someone asked me if I was OK. I was OK, I was merely shaken to the core. Of course I didn't sleep that night.

Fast forward a few years and I saw him again, but everything had changed; whatever had been between us, had somehow fizzled out. Nothing remained, not even friendship, unfortunately. I don't know why that is, I never actually managed to figure him out. It has now been a very long time since I saw him or heard of him (years and years).

What is left for me is a beautiful memory of an utter infatuation, which happened to be requited when I least expected it, so although not much actually "happened", I do cherish it all. It was magic. Nowadays I know that things like that are only possible when one is young and expects the best out of people (and sometimes gets it). I know that I could never feel such giddiness about anyone again, not because there is no one to be giddy about, but because I have lost my ability for giddiness.

So yes, he was "the one that got away". Although it now seems like a different person it happened to, in a different lifetime. I can't honestly say there is any regret there, as there is no feeling left, only the memory of a feeling.

I had a "one that got away"... we met here in Galway two years ago, while he was still a student, in the final year of his degree. We were seeing each other for a few weeks and hit it off like I had with nobody else, ever. We were actually just the male/female version of each other.
For those few weeks we were seeing each other we both tried to act cool about the other, and not wear our hearts on our sleeves. However, it soon became clear to us both what we had, but realising that you may have found The One at the age of 19 (me) or 20 (him) can be terrifying, and he soon got cold feet and backed off, much to my disappointment. We blamed it on the fact that he was in final year and I was preparing to go abroad for a year in May, and that it just couldnt work.
The rest of that college year was a haze of Mr Not Right But He'll Do's and hooking up with guys I didnt care about because I knew I wouldn't get hurt. 6 months later, in May, I moved to France for the summer; then, at the end of August, I moved to Spain for my Erasmus year.
While in France, I found him on Facebook. We spoke a couple of times, remembered what we'd been like together but I was now in another country, and it wasn't long before I noticed that he was distancing himself again. I had put a sea between us, but the emotional gap he was putting between us seemed bigger.
At the end of September, about a month after I had moved to Spain, we started talking again. He was now in a relationship that wasn't going so well. He was also finished college, unable to find work and feeling down about being back under his parents' roof. I was unhappy in Spain as I felt that the city I was in was a dead-end, and my friends were all so far away. We spent a lot of time talking online and I don't know if it was because he remembered that I had been so much better to and for him than his current girlfriend, or because I was simply there for him, but he ended his relationship with her. He told me that he'd been a twat to treat me the way he had and wanted to make up for it. I took this with a pinch of salt, but when I was back in Galway at the end of October for a weekend, he came and met me and told me he loved me.
We spent most of that weekend together and pondered what to do next. We talked about waiting til I got home for good the following summer, but ended up in a relationship anyway. Three weeks later I was home again for my brother and sister's confirmation, and he came to Donegal and met all my extended family. We were definitely official, and a year later we still very much are
So, moral of the story, don't give up on the one who got away, because in my case he realised he'd never wanted to get away in the first place. Aww, happy ending!

not really a one that got away more a one that i love to pieces but ill never be with as a girlfriend if that makes sense.

we met 6 years ago on a chatroom and hit it off straight away. Since then the what if convo has come up so many times Ive lost count, but weve finally decided no just friends if were ment to be a couple something will cause it to happen.

I can honestly say hand on heart he is one of my closest and dearest friends, tbh I think he knows me better than myself at times.

My guy, well he's my friends cousin, and so we're always seeing each other out which kind of sucks

Anyway, the story. Met him back in May 2007, six weeks before I went off travelling. We just clicked that night, had our first kiss outside the pub with an old drunk serenading us, can remember it exactly. Fell in love, he told me he loved me after 3 weeks, and then another 3 weeks later I was 'leaving on a jet plane' I was away for 9 months and I actually pined for him. Even wrote a very embarrassing letter to him declaring how much I still loved him & missed him...not a great idea! (he actually thought when he got the letter that it was me telling him he was a dad )

When I got back after 9 months, we ended up hooking up again, but basically he then told me that he had feelings for someone else and he shouldn't have kissed me. Unfortunately, couldn't help chemistry & we kept hooking up from time to time on nights out, with him making drunken promises to me & then not talking to me when he was sober. Story of life huh?

I then started going out with a guy who I had gone out with before, and we'd stayed friends. Were together 18 months, but the feelings for me changed. Figured out that it had to finish finally, when I realised one night that if I saw the first guy out with another girl I'd want to claw her eyes out, while if I'd seen my boyfriend out with another girl, I wouldn't have cared. Made me realise that I still had feelings for the first guy, that I was still getting that jolt in my stomach when I saw him, and that it wasn't good to have these feelings when I was with someone else.

So now I'm single, and still have those strong feelings for this guy. Only I've begun to realise he's a child really, I know he has feelings for me (do I sound deranged yet...?) because he just gets this look on his face, and we have this insane chemistry together, even if it's just talking we always end up flirting & teasing each other. Meh...I do sound either tragic or deranged.

So he's the one who has potentially got away, or maybe I should think that I'm the one who got away from him? I really wish I could meet someone else who I could have even more of a chemistry & connection with, a guy who could make my stomach jump so much that I'd nearly vomit...I think it's the only way that I can see at the moment of me actually getting over this guy.

Sorry for the long post, as you can all see, I have a lot of issues with this guy

Brill book. Made me cry.