No, did not happen that way for me. The one who did not go away is still with me after 40 years. Best bargain I ever found in a fleamarket. Now he does not remember any of it but I remember for the two of us, that is OK too.

JMK Singer…. We can lose a lot but the memories help us through the bad time. When things get tough I just change channels and tune into one that has laughter and fun…… My best wishes are with you. Enjoy your memories

I wonder if any of the men in my life think of me this way … This question is strange for me to contemplate. Do I think of ‘the one who got away’? They all ‘got away’, but so did I. Yet what is ‘got away’? I can not forget any man in my life who was important, no matter how long or how short our relationship … or how good or bad the relationship really was. I can hope they think of me as well.

My first love was when I was in high school. He was two years older. He went to college and I went to visit him for college events. His name was John and then one day I got the Dear John letter from John. He met someone else. I was totally heartbroken. For years I dreamt of him and throughout those years, I regretted whatever I had done to let him get away. When I got married the first time, I’m sure it was really a rebound action because I shortly found that I didn’t love my new husband. I felt like I still loved the man of my dreams…my first love. Many years passed. Then I found a another man, younger by a few years. But I fell deeply in love with him and eventually married him. Then a few years back, our home town had a celebration. Lots of previous residents came to the big hullabaloo. I was walking down the sidewalk and noticed this person talking to someone I once went to school with. As I neared, my former schoolmate said “hey” come over here and talk to us. I went….and suddenly realized that the man of my dreams was the other person. Oh my heavens, he was looking older than an ancient pyramid. He was fat and bald except for a few hairs on top. He still had acne. His clothes looked as if he slept in them. His false teeth didn’t fit right and he was downright gross gross gross. Many years ago I had stopped dreaming of this guy. Long before I saw him again. Now I know why. My conscience being knew he wasn’t the right guy for me. Now I dream of my good looking younger man at my side.

????? I’M the “One That Got Away”! ++: o

Actually, he didn’t get away. I married him and we have had a happy life together for 45 years. This is not to say that we didn’t have a few things to work out, we did. But we worked them out and now, here we are, merrily rolling along. He is a kind and loving man and I do everything I can to keep him that way. He does that for me too.

Every day. My heart grieves for what could have been, if we had only taken time to step away from the world and find “us” again. Funny, that’s what was engraved inside his wedding ring. I will love him til I draw my last breath, and like Lily of the Valley, next time around, he’s mine…all mine. I believe he feels the same way. Here’s my song: Girl we made it to the top We went so high we couldn’t stop We climbed the ladder leading us nowhere Two of us together building castles in the air We spun so fast we couldn’t tell the gold ring from the carousel How could we know the right would turnout bad Everything we wanted, was everything we had I miss the Hungry Years The once upon a time The lovely long ago We didn’t have a dime Those days of me and you, We lost along the way How could I be so blind, not to see the door closing on the World I now hunger for Looking through my tears, I miss the Hungry years We shared our day dreams one by one Making plans was so much fun We set our goals and reached the highest star Things that we were after were much better from afar Here we stand just me and you with everything and nothing too It wasn’t worth the price we had to pay Honey take me home Let’s go back to yesterday I miss the Hungry Years The once upon a time The lovely long ago We didn’t have a dime Those days of me and you, We lost along the way How could I be so blind, not to see the door, closing on the World I now hunger for Looking through my tears, I miss the Hungry years

Nope. Never met someone I regret letting get away. I have the man I was meant to be with. The love of my life. I know him since I was twelve, and he sixteen. He is a great man, now almost sixty. I learned true love after years of him caring about me, and I him. I always told him, we’ll love each other until we can love ourselves.

I still think about the one that didn’t get away — my first husband. I wish he had. I often rewrite history and think of all the things I could have done to have not entered into this disaster. Woulda, coulda, shoulda …

Thank God he didn’t get away. And even after more than 26 years of being married and 30 years of being a couple I do still think about him almost every minute. I have been so lucky, we both have.

Why pine for someone when you could be out living life instead.

a few i think about from time to time, more out of curiosity: how are they, where are they, what is their life like now and how well did they age? happy with the one i have now. think i’ll keep him. ;)

I don’t count my late husband, who died of a brain aneurysm 10 yrs. ago(he had no choice), but of the ones who got away, when I think back, I can’t think of one person I am sorry about. Or when I see them 20 or 30 yrs. later(as I did recently at church), I have to smile and think how lucky I am. Circumstances have a comical and good way of working themselves out…