20 odd years ago my best friend was a guy I met at college. We did everything together, had loads of fun but for me he was just a friend. One boozy night out we ended up kissing. At the time I was young and inexperienced and didn't want to ruin our friendship (friendships were more important to me than relationships) and so we continued as friends who would sometimes kiss, sometimes not. We didn't sleep together.
Then I met my first boyfriend, who was EA and eroded my self-esteem. I stayed friends with my "FWB" and we used to double date with his new gf, who was also EA and grilled me for hours about our friendship and used to hit and scratch him. It was like we were each other's safe place in our shitty relationships.
Eventually I moved 200 miles away, he split up with his gf, I split up with my bf and met someone new. I still visited my old town and we would always meet up. Last time I saw him he told me how wrong my bf was for me and told me he loved me. He was right about my bf, and I knew it but I got in a cab and went home - I can still picture him standing on the pavement as it drove away, I felt terrible and knew our friendship was over.
Fast forward a few years and I got my first home PC. I looked him up regularly, no sign for ages until one day I found him on Friends Reunited. I just wanted to know he was doing ok in life, by now I was married. We messaged for a bit, I was honest about being happily married and didn't hear back from him. A few years later - I got an email from him asking how I was, sent him a link to my FB profile, I was still happily married.
A few years later again, I got a friend request from him on FB. He has no other friends on it, it's clear he doesn't really use it. He'd occasionally log in and send a friendly message. Last year my marriage broke down and I posted a status on FB so I didn't have to tell lots of people over and over again. He sent a lovely message saying I'm strong and will be fine. Then nothing again until this week. It was his birthday and I sent him a message. He replied saying how happy he was to hear from me and suggesting that we might meet up. It was late and he was probably drunk and I sent him my email address. I've not heard anything from him yet, but I know he hasn't logged on since.
The thing is - for 20 years he's been in the back of my mind, I've not forgotten him and have actively seeked him out, even when in other relationships. But, when he could actually have been my boyfriend I didn't let it happen. Am I just romanticising the past? Should I meet up with him? Am I just on the rebound from my failed marriage?