Tell me about your "one that got away"

[glovepillow22]

After discussions with friends a few weeks ago, it came to light that more of us than I expected have a "one that got away"...

Mine was a whirlwind fling when I was 23 but for plenty reasons couldn't be pursued.

Sometimes I wonder what would have been had I had cared less about what others thought and gone for it but I am happily married now with 2 DC.

The past just has a tendency to creep into my thoughts now and again.

Anyone else?

Mine have transformed into bullets dodged as I got older and wiser

Absolutely this! In hindsight, there were very good reasons why we didn't end up together....

Same here, unfortunately I didn't realise until 3.5 years into a relationship after we re-met, that u should've left him in the past

I was at university, he played in the university rugby team and was tall, dark and atheltic so exactly my type, he was also intelligent and I quite fancied him. I saw him in one of my lectures in my first week(we were doing the same subjects), went off to London on the Friday with my now ex to go clubbing, was walking through the dance floor when I saw him, started chatting, turned out he was a regular in the club like me. A few weeks later he asked me to go to the union with him, I turned him down as I was with my ex.

I often wonder what would have happened if I had gone for that drink. I doubt I would have stayed with my ex, life would have been so different.

If there is anything perfect and kind and true in this world that would be him. The best man in this world. I'm not prefect. I think he had a lucky escape.😉. Still think fondly about him. I'm a granny now.

In the ‘70’s, my elder sister was going out with a lad who had a wide circle of friends. One particular group were bikers and they seemed a bit wild to me as a particularly naive 16 year old, though they weren’t half as hard as they liked to think! I spent a couple of afternoons with them, listening to music while they smoked, drank and tried to be rebellious, but it was good fun.
One afternoon when I was home alone, the doorbell rang and it was ‘Dave’, one of the biker group. He was gorgeous, with a long mop of curly hair, dressed in jeans and a leather jacket - his Norton Commando motorcycle parked at the end of our drive. I said, ‘Oh, you’ve just missed sister and her boyfriend, but they only left five minutes ago, so you should be able to catch them up.’ He said, ‘Ok, thanks.’ and shuffled off. After he’d gone, it dawned on me he had called to see me, but was too shy to say anything.
I’ve always had the feeling that my life would have been a bit different if I’d gone out with him, but not sure why. Perhaps been a bit more worldly, I suppose.

21 years. But we had kept in touch and if we saw each other it would be like we’d just met again. Caused many issues in his then relationship/marriage especially when we finally decided to go for it. We were accused of allsorts even though I actually lived 400 miles away for 11 years!!! I sit here now and think “wow, I had a baby with that lad I met at the fair!!” lol.