to the one who ALMOST got away

this was posted by Joan:



In your life, you'll make note of a lot of people. Ones with whom you shared something special, ones who will always mean something. There's the one you first kissed, the one you first loved, the one you lost your virginity to, the one you put on a pedestal, the one you're with... and the one that got away.

Who is the one that got away? I guess it's that person, with who everything was great, everything was perfect, but the timing was just wrong. There was no fault in the person; there was no flaw in the chemistry, but the cards just didn't fall the right way, I suppose.

I believe in the fact that ending up with someone, finding a longtime partner that is, does not lie merely in the other person. I can actually argue that an equal part, or maybe even the greater part, has to do with the matter of timing. It has to do with you being ready to settle down and commit to someone in a way that goes beyond the little niceties of giddy romance.

How often have you gone through it without even realizing it? When you're not ready to commit in that mature manner, it doesn't matter who you're with, it just doesn't work. Small problems become big; inconsequential, become deal breakers simply because you're not ready and it shows. It's not that you and the person you're with are no good; it just that it's not yet right, and little things become the flashpoint of that fact.

Then one day you're ready. You really are. And when this happens you'll be ready to settle down with someone. He or she may not be the most perfect.

So that day comes when you're finally making sense of things, and you find yourself to be a different person. Things are different, your approach is different, and you finally understand who you are and what you want.

And you've become ready because the time has truly arrived.And mind you, there's no telling when this day will come. Hopefully you're single but you could be in a long-term relationship, you could be married with three kids. It doesn't matter. All you know is that you've changed, and for some reason, the one that got away is the first person you think about.

You'll think about them because you'll wonder, "What if they were here today?" You'll wonder, "What if we were together now, with me as I am and not as I was?" That's what the one that got away is, the biggest "What if?" you'll have in your life.

If you're married, you'll just have to accept the fact that the one that got away, got away. Believe me, no matter how fairy tale you think your marriage is, this can happen to the best of us. But hopefully you're mature enough to realize that you're already with the one you're with and this is just another test of your commitment. One which will just strengthen your marriage when you get past it. Sure, you'll think about him/her every so often, but it's alright. It's never nice to live with a "might have been," but it happens.

Maybe the one that got away is the one who's already married. In which case it's the same thing. You just have to accept and know that your memories of that person will probably bring a nice little smile to your lips in the future when you're old and gray and reminiscing. But if neither of that is the case, then it's different. What do you do if it's not yet too late? Simple...find him, find her. Because the very existence of a "one that got away" means that you'll always wonder what if you got that one.

Ask him out to coffee; ask her out to a movie, it doesn't matter if you've dropped in from out of nowhere. You'd be surprised, you just might be "the one that got away" as well for the person who is your "the one that got away."

You might drop in from out of nowhere and it won't make a difference. If the timing is finally right, it'll all just fall into place somehow and you know. I'm thinking, it would be a great feeling in the end, to be able to say to someone, "Hey you, you're the one that ALMOST got away."

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after reading this, i just had the urge to scream CARPE DIEM at the top of my lungs. i wanted to believe that i express myself freely most of the time but in matters such as these i often find myself hiding in a shell. i read somewhere that people choose to be happy (andrew matthews, i think). to a certain extent, i believed that, but i also believe that choosing to make your loved one happy brings the purest form of happiness. even if it hurts. how ironic.

2.5

yesterday night, we went to tubataha in timog, q.c. to have a chat over a few bottles of beers. it was as though we have not tasted a drop of alcohol in years when in fact, a few nights earlier, we've been at it at a quiet beach in puerto galera. these days, our booze nights have become more frequent and each episode was a revelation in itself. take for example the fact that our boss was still here and that we're right smack in the middle of work week but it did not hinder us from going at it, right until the wee hours of the morning. everytime we did this, we learn more about each other and just when you thought you knew what was happening, the blindfold was taken out of your eyes and so were the plugs that covered your ears. the ghosts of the past stared you in the eye and you had no recourse but to challenge them head on while screaming at the top of your lungs. in the end you feel liberated and at the same time bound by the truths and secrets that you now share with this intimate company. you go home wondering if it were all true and after 2.5 hours of slumber, you go back to the real world with real responsibilities and a growing anticipation of the next drop of bitter nectar to soothe your tired soul.