We first met as children, her parent’s were friend…
We first met as children, her parent’s were friends with mine. We saw each other infrequently as we got older. I developed a small crush on her in my early teens …
As we aged I saw her more frequently as we went to similar places and hungout with the same crowd. We both seemed to be attached to someone else all the time …
I got married. She got married. We still ran in to each other occasionally.Sometimes hanging out together as couples and frequenting the same nightclubs …
I divorced and didn’t see her for a while but she remained on my mind. I heard she had moved to a different state and remarried …
I divorced again and heard she was still in the other state, happily married. She eventually divorced again and returned to the place we had grown up together …
I was involved in a long term relationship that failed and ended up moving back to the place we had grown up together. I thought of her often but had no idea how she was or where she lived …
I was dead for two years and once again alive and now wondering about the woman of my dreams …
Her mother was in touch with mine recently and she was mentioned. She was single again and not far. I got her phone number and my heart leaped as I dialed her number …
We chatted and got caught up on old times and laughed. I soooo wanted to gush my heart out to her. Tell her about my secret love for her. Tell her how I ached at the thought of her. How I admired her beauty and compassion. And most of all that I wanted her …
Then she mentioned she had just met a really nice guy.
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Oh, tell her. Life is too short.
So, bonjour Seven! I have seen you harrassing (tee hee) commenting chez some of my friends, so just had to stop by to check you out. You seem like a really cool dude.
Happy New Year!
hmmm…strikeout code doesn’t seem to work here. harrassing was supposed to be struck out. Oh, well. Lundi.
hang with her and if life brings, it will come. Nice blog, I went back a few entries
TELL HER! You of all people should know to live life to the fullest. Don’t let her be one of your regrets.
aaaaarrrrrrggggghhhhhh!!!! noooooo! no, you can’t let that get away again! life is tooooo damn short! tell her! argh! quick, before it’s tooooo late… again!
I like stories that have happy endings. This story does not have any sort of ending at all. You need to fix that. You know how. Get Nike’s and Just Do It.
Just met him. She JUST met him–they have no history and minimal investment. You *MUST* move on this now!!! Don’t let her get away again. Promise me you’ll at least invite her to Cafe Du Monde sometime in the next week, before the year ends….
I’m with Aimee. If they just met that means she’s open to being with someone new, so why does it have to be that other guy!? What do you have to lose? Another few years of wondering what might have been, that’s what! Good luck Seven!
‘Allo there, Say’vun,
Been seein’ ya all over my main Blogland haints and had to stop by. I’m with everyone else on this one: get a move on! What’re you waitin’ for…Easter? And now, time for me to check out your archives…
Doh! haloscan is grumpy today huh..
i left a comment here earler today and it’s lost…
Celti= hi and welcome to my hideout
and weirdly enuff i was reading at your blog late last nite! love your tattoo gallery! and your blog
Mike= thanks and welcome to you too.!
Kristin, Doomstress, Jeanette,Aimee,
April= thanks for the kind words and know that i have mobilized all my underground forces (my mom,lol)
to help me beat back the invader!
hopefully she can get me some info
on the threat level…
won
ton
Ang= hi there! welcome to my
zombie wurld, i just planted
a comment at your place!
feel free ta browze all ya want
my email is always up just “Hit Me”
in the sidebar….
or of course right here in tha halo
thingy lol
evil
zombee
I’d always rather regret doing something as to not doing something.
They’re right. Life is too short. And if you tell her how you feel, the ball will be in her court. At least if she says no, it’ll be her fault and not yours for not even trying.
tell her tell her tell her.
she might just be waiting to hear that from you – tell her!! then tell me all about it. i’ll try to not be jealous.
ps – i DIG the short hair!
TELL HER!!! Don’t let this pass you by!!! TELL HER!! TELL HER! Forget the “threat” he may impose… TELL HER!! She’s a grown woman, let her make up her own mind.
Oh God I can’t begin to tell you how very important it is for you to tell her how you feel. If I had the time I would tell you a story that would prove to you that there is nothing more important than this. BELIEVE ME!!!!! Don’t spend the rest of your life playing the what-if game. Have’t you done enough of that already? Make it your new year’s resolution! Do it!!!!!
Chloe
omg! don’t you dare not tell her! She just met this nice guy…that doesn’t mean anything. Nows the moment. seize the day! (then don’t forget to let us all know how it goes!)