Just been reading the other thread about god vs evolution and i figured i would make a topic regarding lost loves.. Ever missed that girl or boy, man/ woman ? Have a great story of how you found your Wife, Husband or partner ? Need advise or can help post here I will start of with my story, Basically I have been with my girlfriend for 4 years, i live with her... But since i started high school to now ( TEN years later) there`s always been one girl i can never forget about, i still think about her everyday, i even dream about her, i never went out with her and shes not "model material" but i can never stop thinking about her. I find everyday to be good because i still think of her... don't know why or how..
Aah Leah. I was 16, she was 15, we were on a cruise ship. She had a boyfriend back home, I had a girlfriend. She was the first girl I ran PUA tactics on. It worked beautifully. I liked her because I knew we could never be together. I was that guy she went home and told all of her friends about. That dreamy guy from the cruise. She's 17 now, she got gorgeous. Too bad she's 4 provinces away.
*Cries* I can't top that one. Except for... Alright, not a lost love, but a lost pet. Since I was 2 I had this dog, Luie (pronounced "Loo-yi", and he died of old age after 9 years. :'( But yeah, that doesn't top your story lol ^^
Hahahahahahahaha nice try though. When I went to a holiday to Spain, I met this Aussie girl there which was doing a student transfer. Turned out she lived two streets from me, we probably walked each to her to the train and just sat two carriages apart everyday. We both went to the library and even had this one book that we had in common, funny story about that. I had finished reading it, and went back to return it, i gave it to the lady at the desk and she said, 'Yea, we the person whose got that on reservation sitting in the lounge over there. She'll be ecstatic. Thank you'. I smiled and had to run out to meet someone, I didn’t both to look. But that was her. Last year for our anniversary, I bought her that book. But yea, we've been together for about for about 3 years now. We still tease each other about like, the way she smiles or the funny noises she makes during her sleep. And I when I’m walking down the street and something I see or smells brings back her image, I usually just pop into a cake store or a jewelry store and buy her something she likes. Also, if I need to leave town or wont be back for a few days, I leave a rose on the bed and our favourite teddy on my side of the bed to keep her warm. Yeap, true story. Yea Hally, beat that shit.
I don't think I'm going to even try to beat that :-/ Im too young to have love/lost people stories :-( *Cries*
Déjà vu... sadly... I was 18 and her, 19... I was taking the bus to CEGEP* everyday with her... almost 1h 1/2 morning and night. We started talking one day, dunno why actually. What's good about CEGEP is that you have break time between lessons, sometime 2-3 hours so I was often hanging out with her, taking a couple beers or coffee at the place near the school. Thing started to go along, we were more and more close together. At that point of time, I was already living with my GF and been with her for 3 years. I went to some partys with my GF and the girl from the school 2-3 times. She wasn't even trying to hide her feeling. One day we had a good conversation (not with my GF :arf: ) about what was going on and she told me: "I love you, alot... but I do understand the fact that you already have a girl in your life, and she deserve to be with you...". We stood up, and I'm sure she was waiting for me to kiss her... I did not and left. It was the end of the year (of school) so we mailed each other for awhile after. I'm 25 now, married, 2 kids. I saw here 1 years ago, we went for a coffee, she had that same look in her eyes, that little something letting me know despite the fact that she let me go, it was a painfull decision. I still have her number, she's still on my msn list and I still have all her mail but I hardly speak to her. She know that I've been thinking of her every morning for the past 7 years. I don't regret the choice I made, but can't stop thinking, what if... As for my wife, she still don't know how close she was from a breakup. WELL, writing this kinda made me feel better but at the same time, I just realized that I will have to fix this problem one day :| *CEGEP = between high school and university... only in Quebec :arf:
wow... too bad Tharoux.... In august 2006 i was playing baseball in a tournament to decide what team will represent bc in the Canadian finals in Nova Scotia. needless to say our team one and we won a free trip to Nova Scotia to play in the Canadians. We were there for about 2 weeks and the first day i got there we had to practice on the field. It was then i saw this beautiful girl watching us in the stands.... i just knew i had to go up to her. so after practice i went and talked to her we hit it off great she was such a compelling person. not only was she beautiful she was my type. Not having a girlfriend at that time i went to pursue her. a couple days went by games were played I grew somewhat of a rep down there because my pitching was amazing. After one of my games she came up to me after the game and without saying anything we kissed each other. later that night she snuck over to the high school that all the teams were staying at. We made out in around and all over the place. we had so much in common i think we were both in love with each other. we ended up placing third in Canada and that made us go home earlier then the two weeks. the last day i was with her we just stared up into the sky makeing out until 4:00am. (yes i got lucky but thats besides the point.) I still message her to this day. but its not the same... and she lives all the way across Canada(Nova Scotia) My current girlfriend cant even bring out the same feelings the one that got away did... maybe ill visit her someday but until then im not completely fulfilled person.
Yeah, my gf moved and i'm still sad I still talk to her once in a while, but I havent seen her in over a year. She moved to Georgia
Please do me a favour and edit your post. I'm a hopeless gossipgirl, and just telling me that is not good enough. One line on your poor lost girlfriend? *raises eyebrow skeptically* Common, you can do better than that. As for myself, I have a delectably cold heart and I've never been in love. I spent my time clubbing and remaining as emotionally unattached as is humanly possible. I have better things to be passionate about. Like shoes. Once upon a time, I was browsing around Stance with a friend of mine (also known as it was my turn to pick a store because she'd made me spend 1023409823 hours in Fairweather), and I saw these gorgeous kicks. They were leopard print with red detailing, 4.5 inch stiletto heels, black underside. The moment that I saw them, I knew that we had a connection. They gazed at me with those soul-filled soles, and it was magic. They were the last pair, and size six. On sale for some ridiculously low price, because most people with size six feet can't balance their weight well enough to wear 4.5 inch stilettos, so why would they need a pair that they'll only wear, like, once a year? I looked incredulously at the line stretching nearly out the door at the front of the shop, and told my friend that we could come back later. We went and frolicked around in some ridiculously posh place that wasn't my thing at all while my friend looked for boots, and about half an hour after I'd first seen them, we went back to the store. As soon as I stepped in to the store, I saw some pancake-faced girl trying them on. Clearly they didn't fit - she was at least a 6.5 if not a 7 - but she decided to buy them anyway. It was a sad, sad day. I'll never be the same again. =(
I just realized that I will have to fix this problem one day... I always figured it would fix its self, but it does`nt... Nevertheless, the same question still gets me today and everyday....What if...
I can't even start to begin with this guy. It's been a year since we met, he never called me, I never called him. I like him for awhile, confessed to him after the feeling got a little out of control, and got shot down because it was more like a pretty fresh friendship. But we're still friends I guess. It's just that we no longer have those late night 3AM MSN convos, we don't talk everyday, and sometimes I think that perhaps maybe if I didn't say anything, there would have been something to have happened. I can't help but to feel annoying to him. It's like he doesn't want to talk to me, doesn't want to make effort, and somewhere in his heart i'm a really annoying brat. But still sometimes I think i'm over it, and I guess i'm not. I don't dream about him but I think about him. And when he messages me once in a blue moon i'd be a little happy. And up to this day, it's still so hard to have a "normal" casual conversation with him like I do with other friends. I am so conscious of what to say it's so stupid. I still see him from time to time, but instead of greetings, sometimes it's just nothing but awkwardness filling the air. I wish I knew what he thought. I still sorta wish i'm one of those people he would miss terribly when that one day comes when i'd have drifted away enough to not care about him anymore. I don't even know what to say cuz I can go on and on that sometimes it sorta hurts =="
Most of these posts are about love well my post contains love but more likely to be loved one in memorie Back in 2007 the door bell rang a police officer was stood on my door step no one home except me... I answered the door and he emediatly asked me about my Grandad if he was any relation to me.I didn´t think nothing of it and said yeah he is my Grandad why what did he do ( just as a joke ) then he looked at me gone out and said im sorry but your Grandad is dead and we need someone of the family to call a funural office to get the body removed.I gues i was a bit in shock as all i could reply was u must be joking he can´t be we only talked to him a week ago.. I called my mum and went to my grandads flat what was just down the road I wanted to go upstairs to see him one last time but they wouldnt let me he must of been in quite a state after laying in his bed for a few days.I didnt cry untill the body bag was moved out of the flat into the hurs I cried like a little girl i then realised i lost my grandad losing a person who you was kinda close to is painfull but losing a nother person who you grew up with just months later makes it more worse then you can belive my nan went into hospital having temperature and cold shivers.She had an operation not long after things where going well its been a long time of her beeing in the hospital and i didnt even see her once wile she was awake ( i was ill i had a bad cough and i didnt want to give it her as i thought it maybe could make things worse for her) I got tears in my eyes just thinking about her i miss her so much she was put in a koma coz of all the tubes she had she needed a tube down her troat as she couldnt breath by her self and having something like that in ur troat you wouldnt be able to cope with wile beeing awake. I thought things are going to be ok. my mum went to visit her everyday once when they woke her up from the koma my mum said to her everything will be fine soon ur gona be home soon she shuck her head as if she knew.I didnt get to see my nan wile she was still awake coz of the flue i had. the day she died we where there the doctor called us in early in the morning her heart keept getting weak they brought her back once over night .. we all stayed round the bed my mum cried i didnt i wanted to be strong for my mother.the machines where going up and down sometimes they beeped as it was going to low.i went outside with my mums husband and said to him i dont think she will last much longer he then said i dont think so eather its very critical thats where it hit me and i just wanted to get back into the room to my grandmother i cried I didnt want to lose her... my mum and her husband left for a coffe he knew she needed a break from sitting at the bed side for hours.I stayed i didnt want to leave my nan I talked to her told her i loved her and many other things.after a short time the machines where playing up again they started beeping the nurse came pressed a button the numbers where going even lower it beeped again i asked what is happening is everything ok she didnt answere me a nother beep she looked at me and said can you contackt ur mother i said why she just looked at me so cold and said it wont be long now till its over.I bursted out in tears and started running to ords the cafeteria . On my way a man was holding his new born baby in his arms.I ran down the stairs it seemed ages till i finally reached the cafeteria.I ran to my mother and told her.The look in her eyes i will never forget.I ran back to the emergency bit to my nan the machines where turned off she looked as if she was sleeping still so warm.I went down to my knees and cried.my mum sat down on the other bed side.She kissed her forhead one last time and said I love you so much. I took my nans hand and stroked my face with it one last time befor i said good bye forever.. I miss her with all my heart I still don´t find the guts to go to the cemetari all the time as reality just hits me a bit to much when im stood in front of her grave. Or taking a few steps down and beeing stood in front of my grandads grave It still haunts me when I enter a hospital or even just sometimes when i see an old woman.I wasn´t that close to my grandad but i grew up with my nan (grandma) i miss both but it tears me apart not having her around no more.
Well it is a natuaral thing to happen in life but I wish it could of been later .. I wanted my son to grow up with her around I dont even have many pictures of her with him i only made like one after my grandad died as i don´t have any of him with my son it kills me not having any with him on it atleast i could of said here you was with ur great grandad having a laugh or something like that and with my nan well one picture and not a very good one eather but still a picture atleast something
We all have to go trough losing someone one day and it can be the hardest thing in life we ever have to go trough no one can say when the pain stops neather can anyone say how long it will be till we lose them.If you have someone that means a lot to you tell them as often as you can one day you might regret that you didn´t.Everyday can be the last try and make it as good as you can.