The one that got away... That's such a strange phrase. When we think of that, we usually think of someone that isn't in our life anymore. We think of some guy we met in high school or college that it didn't work out with; someone that we counted on to stick around for the long run; some guy that didn't stay. But what if we're really the one that got away?
We didn't lose them. They lost us.
Sometimes no matter what you do or how much you care, people are going to leave. And as hard as it is to understand, sometimes people fall out of love as easy as they fall in. Sometimes things just don't work out, and because of that, you realize not everyone has the same heart as you. It sucks, but that's life.
And you always wonder if you'll bump into him by happenstance later on down the road ten years from now or in some little town far from home. You tell yourself that maybe y'all just met at the wrong time and sometime when you're older it could work. Truth is, it could, but those odds are slim to none.
You should have been told that if someone only texts or calls you when they're drunk, or puts inanimate objects before you, they don't deserve to accidentally bump into you years from now. They don't deserve for you to wait and keep a space saved just for them in your heart and mind. Regardless of how much they meant to you, they were merely a lesson, a single page of a book.
Before you know it, you'll stumble across someone else when you least expect it. It might be days, weeks or years from now, but it will happen. You'll find someone that will treat you exactly how you deserve. They'll be someone that won't keep you around as a backup plan for when they're lonely or bored. They won't keep you wondering what it is the two of you are doing. You'll never have to question their intentions because you'll just know. They'll want to meet your mom and your dog will love them. With them, it won't be so hard. Everything will make sense.
It might not be tomorrow, next week or the next, but one day he'll wake up and it will hit him like a bag of bricks. He'll realize that it's you and that is was always you. But for you, it used to be him.
You were always more than enough, and someday someone will love and appreciate everything about you: how you snort when you laugh, your two left feet, how sometimes you drink a little too much, your mini concerts when you drive and how you can eat more than a grown man.
He isn't the one that got away, you are.
