Dating: How's your luck? - Page 486

On June 06 2014 22:54 farvacola wrote:
Sounds like boner or poop problems.

On June 07 2014 01:04 dravernor wrote:
Okay, time to vent a little.
When I was 16 I met this amazing guy in boarding school. He and I became best friends. We spent all our lunch hours together, all our free periods. We would play games, help each other with homework, even make plans to see each other over the weekend. At the time I met him, he had just started dating a girl from another school.
I remember being slightly upset about this at first because I started developing a crush on him. He and I spoke about it, and he admitted to liking me too, but he wanted to give his new relationship a chance.
We continued to hang out. He eventually left school and went to do an apprenticeship down south. He and I emailed every day. We flirted, we shared, we joked. We sometimes even skyped. I gave up my lunch hours to write him emails. His girlfriend was my age and was still at school. They dated long distance, he came back once every few months and they spent his holiday together.
Eventually I moved down south for uni too, and she moved up north. He and I still messaged every day. We still flirted, and talked about 'maybe one day'. I started dating, but I never forgot him. He was very much a part of my life, I kept wondering what it would be like to kiss him. I made it my mission that one day, ONE DAY I would kiss him. That was all I wanted.

I vividly remember one night, we were at a party together. He wanted to show me a car that had parked at the end of the lane, so we walked down the road in the dark together, giving each other piggybacks, laughing, making stupid jokes about the potholes. And I remember he stopped and scooped me up in his arms, looking deep into my eyes by the light of the moon, and he pressed his nose against mine, our lips centimetres apart. And he told me he would always remember this moment.

He finished his apprenticeship and moved back home to take up a job as an aviation engineer and pilot. I came home for my holidays and his girlfriend came home for hers at a different time of year. During the holidays he would spend time with both of us. My family loved him and often encouraged me to invite him for dinner or to family functions. When he did visit, 99% of the time his girlfriend would call and ask where he was and he would tell her the truth, and she would get upset and leave shortly after to appease her. She didn't like me. I initially tried my best to get on with her, but she didn't seem to have any personality at all. She just patiently sat around and watched us all have fun, didn't interact with us, didn't join in on conversation etc. SHE DIDN'T EVEN TRY. Eventually she stopped coming, and she stopped allowing him to come. She imposed rules on him - he could only see me if she was around.
She was away at uni one year, and I was home on holiday. I invited him over for dinner. We talked (about his failing long distance relationship and his girlfriend's jealousy issues, about her inconsistency with him and how she was slowly draining him of the man he used to be) and we agreed that there was still a chance for him and me in the future, that maybe after all this we would be together. We laughed and joked, even played Worms Armageddon on our laptops. Watched TV, flirted, had a drink. My parents went to bed. We went swimming. We kissed. In that moment, my wish was fulfilled. I was satisfied. I glowed. I was happy to let him get on with his life, and I think he was happy to let me get on with mine. We talked slightly less over the next year or two, but still monthly at least. His girlfriend finished uni and moved back, she moved in with him.
His brother told me how much his family hated the girlfriend and how much he wished I would date him instead. My family compared all my boyfriends to him. His friends begged me to take her place, she wouldn't let him go to social events with them anymore either. They said he was the wonderful man I knew him as when they were at work, but a completely different guy when 'that bitch' was around. He told me he loved me.

Our talking monthly became an odd message once every few months, and then hardly ever. He told his girlfriend about me, and she imposed further restrictions, he wasn't allowed to message me, and she checked his phone daily. He once stopped by my house on the way back from work (he left early and my house is on the way) and she caught him. She phoned while he was at my house, and he admitted he was with me. He left instantly, with her in tears on the phone. He hadn't even been there five minutes. It has been 5 months since I heard from him, and I had a dream about him earlier this week, the first in years. I decided to message him, and with his reply came the hope that maybe one day there would be the chance. We messaged daily this week, while he was at work, clearing his messages before he got home, even though they were entirely innocent.
His girlfriend just posted this on Facebook today.

On June 11 2014 22:54 Ghostcom wrote:
That is probably why you are interested in her.