Okay DUers, lets hear about the one that got away

[HEyHEY]

And no, I ain't talking fish

[BeHereNow]

1. I AM the one who always

gets away....I prefer it that way.
I realized at a very early age that "love"
is a state of delusion...
Lust is FAR better.
BHN

[liberalmuse]

2. What a coincedence

I'm listening to Widespread Panic's 'Fishing'. I dumped the main fish back. He's now living in Texas. What's worse, he voted for Bush.

[BeHereNow]

4. Rejection is

God's protection.

[sasquatch]

3. I don't bother to try

so none got away.

[leftist_rebel1569]

5. you don't wanna know

:(

[HEyHEY]

6. no disrespect

But other DUers will back me up, at 15 it can't be that bad!

[leftist_rebel1569]

7. unless you look at from my point of view

it's pretty shitty.

Let me put it this way - i'm too emotional, and it gets the best of me. If you're really that interested, PM me and i'll tell you the whole story.

but, i'm fine now and it's behind me, so it doesn't matter much now.

[fabius]

8. Ok, two "fish" stories.

Lovely, lovely young stage actress was playing Bianca in "Taming of the Shrew". The whole cast came in the bar late one night, she sort of snuggled up next to me and said "let's talk". OK, we did. She came back several times, I went to see the play, made an "assignation" with her, she didn't show up. End of story.


Another one, a beautiful Rumanian girl in Poli Sci class started passing me notes. Turned out she was the daughter of a big shot diplomat and a member of the Communist Party. Told me all about the games young Commies play and I told her about Democrats. Went out a couple of times. She was always charming and had a wonderful accent. The way she said my name...Yikes! She has a steady boyfriend back east so it tapered off after a while.


The next one after that, well, hot hot hot!

[HEyHEY]

9. eastern chicks!

Romanians are amazing. ;-)

[LWolf]

10. "Got Away?"

Ok. We grew up together. We were lifelong friends. We were married for 11 years. Then he had an incredibly stereotypical midlife crisis. A huge chunk of my personal history, as well as my home and a life that I loved got away with him.

[Nikia]

11. I met this really hot guy

My guy friend actually introduced us. It was his girlfriend's brother. I really liked him and supposedly he really liked me. I was still in high school and he was in college. I ran into girls that said that I should watch out for really hot guy because he was a "player" and probably screwing around on me in college. When really hot guy came back from college he said that he couldn't see me very often because he lost his academic scholarship and had to work a lot and had to do some community service for his underage drinking charge. I told really hot guy that I didn't think that we should see each other any more. After all, he obviously didn't have his priorities right by underage drinking and losing his academic scholarship. He probably was cheating on me too. Why would a really hot guy want to go out with an ugly nerdy girl (this was my self perception) anyway? This was my reasoning at 17 anyway. It is weird though because my husband lost his academic scholarship in college. My best friend (guy) was quite a bit of a womanizer in his late teens but ended up marrying and being faithful to a very good woman who was less attractive then many of the girls who he had previously slept with. Of course, most people underage drink in their late teens. Maybe I was a little judgemental, but I shouldn't think too much about it because I am happy with my husband.

[Johnyawl]

12. This Italian lady that I worked with

Our jobs brought us into daily contact. She was incredibly sexy. It started innocently enough one summer, the teasing and flirting, but it got hot hot hot. Constantly together, flirting shamelessly, it was the longest, hottest seduction I've ever been involved in. And unconsumated. At the last minute - and I do mean at the last minute - we both came to our senses, and without really discussing it, brought the whole thing to a stop. You see, we were both married, and we both had two small children. And neither one of us was willing to risk our marriage at that time. The sad thing is that we were both divorced within two years, completely unrelated to what had transpired between the two of us. But we were no longer in contact, and had moved on in our lives. I saw her after her divorce (I knew that she had a new relationship), she pulled into the parking lot in a brand new convertable sports car, and asked me how I liked her "mid life crises". I replied that "I always thought I was going to be your midlife crises", she gave me the sweetest smile and said "yeah, me too".

And that was pretty much the end of it.

[Ivory_Tower]

13. An old friend

I usually don't spill my guts on anonymous message boards, but...

She was the first person I met when I moved here. She was beautiful, smart and funny. Surprisingly to me, we got along great, and she liked hanging out with me (beautiful smart funny women usually have better things to do). We never really got seriously involved with each other, although I'm sure there was a spark. She warned me that she had just gotten out of a bad relationship, and wasn't ready to get involved with anyone else yet, so I took the warning to heart and decided to simply remain friends. Naturally, within a year she started dating someone else. We still remained friends.

A few years later all of us needed new housing and ended up sharing a house together (me, her and her boyfriend-now-fiance, and another friend). After a few years she and her fiance bought their own house, and I bought my own house. We still remained friends, although now I realize how much I had been eating my own heart out all that time -- the old "so close yet so far" thing, I guess.

Then out of the blue one day I discover that she's leaving her fiance and moving across the country to live with a guy she used to work with -- she said had kept that from me because she didn't know how to tell me.

I went to visit after a couple of years, and we still hit it off great, and I eventually made the mistake (or maybe not) of telling her how I had felt that I really blew it with her -- her reaction made me realize how badly I had really blown it, because I'm convinced (or maybe just deluding myself) that she regretted it, too.

So of course she and this other guy got married....

I just saw her again recently and she hasn't changed, and we got along wonderfully, and I still realize after all these years how badly I blew it.....

[Skittles]

14. CHUCK

IT'S BEEN OVER 20 YEARS AND I STILL THINK ABOUT HIM.