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Who was the one that got away for you?

STEVEN SEAGOLD

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Please share. There was this girl I knew growing up. In school. She was drop dead gorgeous, but she didn't know it. Long dark hair that blossomed like a rose in the summer time. She wasn't like all the other girls. Especially not the pretentious self-absorbed cheerleader types. She played instruments, loved art and even did woodwork in high school.

I didn't know it at first, but she was the one. Like the prestige of a magician's act, it was revealed to me. We had many of the same classes together. I didn't think much of her initially, but then I noticed how beautiful she was. It was like I was seeing under the mask.

We became close. Really close. I honestly felt like I couldn't live without her. She meant that much to me. Every day I contemplated suicide, and she saved me each and every time. My guardian angel.

We went to senior prom together. I was her knight in shining armor. It was perfect. The definitive best moment in my life. The pinnacle of ecstasy.

It was a high that I'd never recover from. She moved on by the start of Sophomore year in college. Long distance had put a strain on us. If only I'd have followed her. Been with her. We might still be together.

The next year following the break-up was the hardest time of my life. I nearly killed myself 3 times. The anti-depressants didn't do anything. I took so much I thought it was inevitable that I'd OD.

Thankfully I made it out of those 12 months in one piece. I slowly recovered. But honestly, I don't think I'll ever fully recover from something like that. I don't think anyone does. I ran into her two years ago at a music festival. She looked totally different. Platinum blonde hair. High end fashionable outfit. A really tall sporty boyfriend named Chad.

I think what hurt the most is that it clearly didn't mean that much to her. But this is life. You pick up the pieces, and move towards the end zone. First down.



How about you? Who was the one that got away? He or she.
 
No one gets away from me
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Please share. There was this girl I knew growing up. In school. She was drop dead gorgeous, but she didn't know it. Long dark hair that blossomed like a rose in the summer time. She wasn't like all the other girls. Especially not the pretentious self-absorbed cheerleader types. She played instruments, loved art and even did woodwork in high school.

I didn't know it at first, but she was the one. Like the prestige of a magician's act, it was revealed to me. We had many of the same classes together. I didn't think much of her initially, but then I noticed how beautiful she was. It was like I was seeing under the mask.

We became close. Really close. I honestly felt like I couldn't live without her. She meant that much to me. Every day I contemplated suicide, and she saved me each and every time. My guardian angel.

We went to senior prom together. I was her knight in shining armor. It was perfect. The definitive best moment in my life. The pinnacle of ecstasy.

It was a high that I'd never recover from. She moved on by the start of Sophomore year in college. Long distance had put a strain on us. If only I'd have followed her. Been with her. We might still be together.

The next year following the break-up was the hardest time of my life. I nearly killed myself 3 times. The anti-depressants didn't do anything. I took so much I thought it was inevitable that I'd OD.

Thankfully I made it out of those 12 months in one piece. I slowly recovered. But honestly, I don't think I'll ever fully recover from something like that. I don't think anyone does. I ran into her two years ago at a music festival. She looked totally different. Platinum blonde hair. High end fashionable outfit. A really tall sporty boyfriend named Chad.

I think what hurt the most is that it clearly didn't mean that much to her. But this is life. You pick up the pieces, and move towards the end zone. First down.



How about you? Who was the one that got away? He or she.
Also, how old are you currently and when did this happen?


Mine got away in '06 :(
 
Also, how old are you currently and when did this happen?


Mine got away in '06 :(
I remember when we first started talking because Ocean Avenue was on the radio every goddamn day. Gosh it's been a decade or so since it ended. I wonder if she even thinks about me anymore.
 
I remember when we first started talking because Ocean Avenue was on the radio every goddamn day. Gosh it's been a decade or so since it ended. I wonder if she even thinks about me anymore.
I wonder that too.. crazy how life goes
 
I've had a few get away. It sometimes keeps me up at night, wondering what could have been

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I met her outside of a train station in 2014. It was about a year after I broke up with my fiance and when I was starting to recover and really started to try to get out of my shell and meet women. First time I ever approached a complete stranger with the intent of asking her out. She was beautiful, a redhead from Austin, TX and was in Korea to teach English. She was the most positive, carefree, and caring person I've ever met. I saw how she interacted with other people and saw how infectious her charm was. It seemed every single person who met her liked her. She had a way of making you feel connected to her. She also asked me questions that made me challenge myself intellectually. I have never met anyone else who talked like her and asked questions like her. Every interaction with her was something special. You can tell I was head over heels for her. I remember I even made a thread about it at the time.

Unfortunately, she had to go back to the US much sooner than she had planned because of her dying father. Sadly, he died before she could get there in time to see him one last time, and after that she needed a break from everything and decided to leave Korea and move on with other plans. She came back one last time to wrap things up, which included seeing me. I was sad to see her go of course, but one extremely valuable lesson I learned from her is the idea of loving somebody regardless you're with them or not. I still love her to this day and I genuinely hope she's happy and successful in whatever she does even if I never see her again. The first time I ever felt that kind of love for somebody, the second time it being for my dog.

Because my love for her doesn't depend on me being with her, I don't see her as one who "got away." I do think she is the most spectacular woman I've met in my life and think about her more than other women in my past. Even more than my ex fiance. No woman can match the radiance she exuded, and if I'm being honest, I think I'm going out and meeting tons of women in hopes of meeting someone like that again. At least it's a part of it. A big part of me also simply wants to be like her more than I wanted to be with her.

No one gets away from me
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LMAO. I can't see this gif without laughing now.
 
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I lost her about 8 years ago and got her back last new years. It's been great since
 
Fortunately for me this didn't happen but holy hell it must be the worst feeling out there to love someone and to think about them then realize they clearly don't care about you have moved on to something/someone better.

I'm with the best girl I've ever dated now, so I don't know what it feels like.
 
lmao @ this thread. "The one that got away". How pathetic.
 
I met her outside of a train station in 2014. It was about a year after I broke up with my fiance and when I was starting to recover and really started to try to get out of my shell and meet women. First time I ever approached a complete stranger with the intent of asking her out. She was beautiful, a redhead from Austin, TX and was in Korea to teach English. She was the most positive, carefree, and caring person I've ever met. I saw how she interacted with other people and saw how infectious her charm was. It seemed every single person who met her liked her. She had a way of making you feel connected to her. She also asked me questions that made me challenge myself intellectually. I have never met anyone else who talked like her and asked questions like her. Every interaction with her was something special. You can tell I was head over heels for her. I remember I even made a thread about it at the time.

Unfortunately, she had to go back to the US much sooner than she had planned because of her dying father. Sadly, he died before she could get there in time to see him one last time, and after that she needed a break from everything and decided to leave Korea and move on with other plans. She came back one last time to wrap things up, which included seeing me. I was sad to see her go of course, but one extremely valuable lesson I learned from her is the idea of loving somebody regardless you're with them or not. I still love her to this day and I genuinely hope she's happy and successful in whatever she does even if I never see her again. The first time I ever felt that kind of love for somebody, the second time it being for my dog.

Because my love for her doesn't depend on me being with her, I don't see her as one who "got away." I do think she is the most spectacular woman I've met in my life and think about her more than other women in my past. Even more than my ex fiance. No woman can match the radiance she exuded, and if I'm being honest, I think I'm going out and meeting tons of women in hopes of meeting someone like that again. At least it's a part of it. A big part of me also simply wants to be like her more than I wanted to be with her.



LMAO. I can't see this gif without laughing now.
Great post.
 
One girl who is hot and smart and fun to be around.
But she's married and has a kid with the dude, we decided it couldn't continue.
Now, a year later, she's still married and is seeing someone else and I wish her good luck, but happy not to be involved anymore.
Women bring more headaches than they're worth and they all seem to cheat.
 
i used to think this one girl was the one that got away but then i learned that she played me and to be honest, they are always easily replaceable. plus, the fact that my current partner is the shit helps so fuck her life.
 
Great post.

I think this is relevant to your OP: my story is extremely valuable for me because of the things I learned were possible. It's important for me to point out that I was in a different place when I was dating the girl I mentioned than when I was with my ex fiance. When I was with my fiance, I was at a place of depending on her for happiness. That isn't real love because I essentially didn't love myself, and like you, I thought I would die without her. Putting that kind of burden on somebody else isn't healthy to a relationship. I consider "the girl" to be more important to my history than my fiance of three years because I was finally coming from a place of purely loving her for who she is instead expecting her to make me happy. And it happened so that she was the perfect person to share this sort of attitude with. I have no regrets or think about "what could have been"s. I am simply happy to have met her in the first place. I don't mean to tell you what to do, but shifting this paradigm is one way to healthily move past the hurt you may have accumulated in your past relationship.
 
Cute blondie that I started talking to in high school, some years back. Things were getting good, and we even danced on promnight.

Problem was, she had a boyfriend. Then she moved far away and broke up with him not long after. Ran into her a couple of times before, but we haven't been on that same level in years.

Girls come and go, but she was fine.
 
Slight feeling that this is a copypasta.
 
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