Can having undeniable chemistry and history translate into a happy ending? 15 years after, how do you know that he or she isn't "the one that got away?" Here's Margaux' what could have been as she recounts of a love in the past perfect tense.
I've been living under a rock for quite a while now. I'm old school when it comes to my playlist as I manually download songs I like and convert them in mp3 format. Even when Spotify came out in 2008, I remained loyal to my own painful process of procuring music. This is similar to how I treasure invisible scars of my failed relationships. At some point, I have thought of doing things differently but then I was so used to making bad choices that it became a norm.
I don't know how long you'll stay. I fear that you will also be taken from me just like all the good things that came to pass. Even if our future looks bleak, I would never want you to leave. Although there's no cure for my instilled sadness, you make me feel hopeful that I could be happy in our universe.
We're the type that can get lost in a bookstore. I would be in the sci-fi section but we would meet halfway in poetry. He is passionate about literature and that is one of the things I adore about him. He understands my need to read Lang Leav and Haruki Murakami in the middle of the night.
I like people watching. Not in a perverted way but in the creative sense that I could think of a thousand storylines for them. I would see a man on his phone talking about a girl and I know that this week would be special for him.
My past relationships would be good material for a sordid television series that features a smart girl who continuously makes mistakes when it comes to the horrid "L" word.
You can choose not to label things but at the end of the day, it doesn’t change the fact that it was real. That regardless of how hard you fought to let logic reign, you had feelings. The pain you…
She woke up with a headache and an intense longing to hear his voice. Between being buzzed and the almost carnal need to smoke, she chose to search for a way to find him again. You see, she has already imagined how he would sound like.