It’s rare but depends.
What are the chances of getting 2 people together and neither of them stray, or get sick of it, or whatever. It’s not good.
Something you hear often and I feel sorry for these people is “love is not a fairy tale… this is not a movie” and for most people that’s true. More often than not I can look at a couple and know that neither of them is together or married out of love. People who seem to have no idea, in their 40’s and it seems to be more oftne than not women who donlt believe in love or clearly have no clue. It can be. It’s people like those kinds of stupid things that brainwash everybody else, who just spits it out like its “duh…. its not all sunshine and rainbows eh? Love is not a fairy tale, duh?” Not for you, but you’re lame.
I knew this girl when I was kid, young, 5. We were both 5, she is older by a few months though. She got my attention one day by telling me I was cute. I didn’t know her, she was with her friend “kinda cute” she blurted it out, I think I might have off hand said something to her and her friend, they were there, I talked but she goes “hey, you’re kinda cute ya know?” not even looking at me, kind of off hand which seems unusual for a 5 year old girl to say to a boy, I wouldn’t think most of us it’s cooties, or it was. I wasn’t disturbed, I didn’t think much, I probably took it as a compliment. It was nice, it was like as if my aunt said it. Thought nothing of it, but kept it in mind. We weren’t even in the same class for a few years after, but it stuck with me, and when we were then I started to fall for her. She planted a seed. By grade 6 I really cared, but I had to leave and let it go. It was a weird time, we were done at that school after that year anyway, I had other s*** going on it’s a weird age. I just wanted out, and not even to say goodbye. I didn’t want to do it. I might have been ashamed too. That’s it, get me out of here, I’m never coming back, and thats what I did. And there was a few others too but I carried them around with me, after. Obviously things took the place but they never fully left. Entering into teens, I’m trying to survive in a new environment. I didn’t think she cared. I got a card from my class with everyone’s name, the only ones that mattered, I couldn’t find. OI deserved it to by leaving without a goodbye, but I honestly took it like “yeah, well that’s why I’m leaving….”
20’s come along, I might have been 21, 22, my buds want to go out to this bar. I’m not a fan of the dance hall crap, I hate that, but we go to this place, and we’re there, I’m standing there, I look over and there she is, with her sister and 2 other girls, looking stunning. STUNNING. I see her lean over to her sister, head right up against hers “Is that ****?” We spent the rest of the night checking each other out, she followed me downstairs looking around, the look on her face said it all to me. The problem for me is I wasn’t in the right place then, for 1. The other problem is I was intimidated not by her sister, but her friends, and my friends. She was important to me, and I realized it right there. Faded memory, she’s there in the back of my mind, I’ve experienced a lot since, and then WHAM! Yeah. I eventually left. She was so hot, so beautiful to me, there was no way she wasnlt with someone good, and maybe even married or engaged too. I didnlt know when he was going to show up there, some big dude, a football player or something. Plenty made me not, I didnlt want to destroy it, or the memery either, and probably thought I was taking a chance letting it go until the next time. There was never a next time. 2 years ago, I was working and saw her sister in a funny way. I almost think she set me up to watch what I would do, it involved me trying to fix an open vending machine full of candy with about 6 girls standing around me in an ark amazed at the selection, me begging them to step away from the machine to not get hurt, but when I noticed her, she was sitting there with a grin right in my path to the door. Her sister, who she is obviously close to. I never knew how she took the news that I wasn’t coming back. When I was a kid, I took everything literal. She didn’t sign, nobody who mattered, signed, see I’m right to just move on. I deserved it. I regret not trying harder. I do believe.
