No matter who you are, or how lucky you’ve been in matters of the heart, you probably have a story about the one who got away. That one person that you knew you had a shot with, but for some reason just didn’t close the deal. Maybe it’s because you were too young, or too scared, or just too naïve or dense to see the clues that were right in front of your face. Well now is your chance to act out those scenarios that you keep replaying in your head. Tell me all about your missed opportunities, and read all about mine below.

It was my senior year of high school. The crippling shyness of my early high school years had transformed into something far more manageable, although I was still terrible at talking to women. But I managed to become friendly with this girl who was a year younger than me. Kind of shy, with this great smile that just make me feel all warm and fuzzy whenever it was directed my way. I should have realized she smiled a bit brighter when she talked to me, that she hugged me a bit tighter compared to the other guys. And how my last day there, she hugged me like she didn’t want to let me go. But I didn’t, and after I graduated we lost touch, leaving me think about what could have been.

It was my freshman year of college. Everything was new and wonderful, and I was doing my best to hang on. And so I managed for the most part, doing well in my studies, and hanging out with my friends, but I didn’t really get to meet many new people. Especially those of the opposite sex. But there was this one girl, who liked to hang out with me and all of my nerdy friends. She was smart and very pretty, and never failed to laugh at my stupid jokes. And so I should have been more bold that night when we found ourselves alone, watching a movie together. I should have picked up on the hints she made when she leaned her head on my shoulder and curled up against me. But I didn’t and soon we were on different sides of country, leaving me to wonder what could have happened that night.

So now that you’ve read all about how incredibly dense I can be, I would love to hear back from you. Maybe you were in the same spot I was, young and dumb and missing all the clues that were tossed your way. Or maybe you were in the opposite position, trying to get a guy to notice you and ending up alone and frustrated. Either way, I’d love to hear your stories about this, and what you would have done differently if given the chance. And maybe if you’re so inclined, we can use this chance to rewrite a bit of history, and see if we can get a second shot at the one that got away.

Feel free to look at my post history and my DPP Profile to learn a bit more about me, and I hope that you have a great Vanilla Sunday.