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The one that got away.

A few weeks ago, my bestfriend Kara and I were talking about the past and I mentioned that I think this guy I dated was "the one that got away". She said she doesn't think it was that guy. I wasn't sure. But tonight, I know now who was/is my "one that got away". 

Back in 2005. I had a guy bestfriend. He was one of the nicest and kindest guys I have ever met. I don't have bad things to say about him because he has always been caring and kind and lastly, a gentleman. A year after, I started dating him. It was short. Roughly 2 months. It was chaotic that time, and I was impatient. I wasn't understanding, and I couldn't understand why things had to be that way. Will spare you the details since I might have forgotten some of it, or that person might encounter this post. 


Three years after, we suddenly saw each other and started hanging out again. After a couple of hang outs, he wanted something more. I wasn't ready. I couldn't tell him my reasons, but I told him it was too soon, and things have changed. A week or a couple after, he had someone else. I was surprised. I couldn't accept it easily. But, he never understood I think. The reasons why I chose to walk away. Up until today. 


Been trying to be productive for work today, when around 4pm-ish, I got a message from him asking when can we hang out. I said weeknights, maybe today since it's holiday. He says he apparently was lazy to work, and agreed to meet. Had dinner with him, talked, and had tea/coffee after. We did catch up, and I did tell him everything I've never told him over the past 5 years. Even the real reasons why I couldn't say yes to anyone back then. 


I couldn't type in everything, as my head is feeling woozy and light. But all I can say that it was one hell of a night for me. Seeing him, hanging out with him, realizing he is still more or less the same person that he was five years ago, was comforting and saddening for me at the same time. I realized we could have been good together, but I chose to do the right thing, and chose the high road for me and him. He has always been such a good person, and I have no bad words to describe him. He was still the gentleman that he is. I am happy and relieved that he is still in a relationship with my guess, the same person he told me about 5 years ago, but didn't elaborate. I never asked too. 


I feel happy and sad at the same time. I am happy to I think actually regaining a very good friend, and he was my bestfriend back then. I did tell him almost everything before when we were bestfriends. I was thrilled when we became officially together, because I know he was genuine and pure, and that he would be a good friend, partner to me. I am a bit sad, not really regretful, but just sad, that things didn't work out between us. But today, I can finally close that chapter of my life with him in it, because I have finally talked to him about things I felt he should have known back then. He barely said anything, and just listened. So I don't know what he was thinking. But it was his thoughts to share or to keep, his choice. 


Tonight, I realized he was/is "the one that got away". I can't regret, nor I should. But tonight, I know that things happen for a reason. 


To a lost love, a time in space I wished things would have been different, to the one that got away. Thank you for today. You reminded me about good things in the past, and all the things I learned from you being a part of my life. And thank you for the treat. Still as gentleman as you used to be. I wish you all the good things in life, because you deserve it. 



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