The One That Got Away…

The One That Got Away…Or did they?

So you meet someone.  Then the next thing you know you’re not together.  Sometimes we can look back and we’ll be thinking, “I shoulda, I woulda, I coulda”.  Then that changes to “Dang, I let that one get away.  Slip through my fingers.”  Do you remember saying that?  Do you think there’s a reason you’re not with that person?  Maybe they didn’t get away, they were shown a different route.  What do I mean?  What am I talking about?

There was a time when I use to say about an ex-boyfriend that he was the one that got away.  The that slipped right through.  We just couldn’t take it to that next level.  It was always something. Over the past few years though, I have started to see things a whole lot differently.  No longer do I see the situation with giddy and excited eyes, but with reality.  With clarity and understanding.  Let’s not get this confused with regret.  I don’t regret the choices I made because at the time they were what I wanted.  I just understand the reasoning things happened better now.

I use to think that something always prevented us from progressing.  Always thought that maybe it just wasn’t the right time in our lives.  NOW… I understand, he didn’t slip away.  We were taken down different paths because that path we wanted, wasn’t the best for us.  As a matter of fact, it would have been an awful path.  When I see clearly now who the person is without all the history, the giddiness, the emotional roller coaster, I can see we were not supposed to be together.  We kept trying to make something happen that was not supposed to happen.  The signs were there from the beginning, but i just couldn’t see clearly.  After so many years, I finally understand.

So again, I ask you…Are they they one that slipped away?


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