I suppose we all have that one person which we call “the one that got away”. We all do, let’s face it. Let’s get real. I found this post on tumblr and I think that it’s the most accurate way to describe those people:
"No, we didn't date. Technically he wasn't an ex-boyfriend but he was an ex-something, an ex-maybe. An ex-almost" x
It was edited onto a post on some couple from a tv show I don’t watch but still, it’s sad in a way.
I wouldn’t call mine an ex-almost. At best, I’ll call mine an ex-something because technically speaking, mine wasn’t even remotely close enough for me to consider “the one that got away”. We were close but too far, too impossible. So I’ll call mine an ex-something because I don’t know what else to call mine.
We were in the same group of friends. We liked each other, yea, as friends and that was it. We were nothing more than friends. We literally could never be. My ex-something was and has been attached for a very long time and it was impossible. I have no regrets though.
Hanging out with the ex-something was always something I looked forward to. We did almost everything together, being in the same classes and all. We hung out in a group or just the two of us some times. I didn’t mind which; I was fine with just hanging out with the ex-something. Even if it was just us walking side by side to and fro from classes, it was enough.
I don’t think I’ll ever get over the ex-something. It’s just one of those people that you never get over. At times you’d think that “oh..i’m fine. I’m over it” the next second you’d go “ah..who am I trynna kid. I’m never gonna be over em”
Like I said, I have no regrets. Do I think it was love? I can’t be 100% sure. There’s no manual in things like this, much to my dismay. But what they say in books and on tv are true. When you meet, your mood does improve tremendously, you break into a face splitting grin just by saying hello, your heartbeats go up and you get that warm fuzzy feeling all over. Your heart literally swells with joy and no amount of hugs or cuddles can tone it down.
You overlook almost all the faults and any little thing makes you wanna jump around with joy. But then again, the little things might also tick you off and you just get so frustrated with the situation for no apparent reason. There’s no reasoning with you when that happens. You just gotta take a chill pill and cool down yourself because deep down you know that nothing is wrong and you’re just throwing a hissy fit for nothing. Things were simple, yet complicated at the same time.
Yes, I would like to think that it was.
"I bet if we dusted her heart for fingerprints, we'd only find yours" x