"the one that got away..."

last night's dream wasn't at all like the one where i went to the prom with the entire cast of beverly hills 90210... that one was incredible, but last night's feature still had staying power...

have you ever thought about the one that got away? that person in your life that maybe was a blip on the radar, or perhaps was something fairly significant, but the timing was never right... when they happened to you, it wasn't what you wanted... it wasn't what you felt you needed... and therefore it ended and at the time, it felt like the very best thing...

under my circumstances this was second year university... he was handsome, funny, intelligent... he had a large group of friends... he treated me like gold... we had long talks into the evenings and he even traveled to ottawa to see me while i was away at school... i'll never forget the care package he sent me around exam season -- two bottles of red wine, dark chocolate and an adorable stuffed animal that was his as a child...

i've come to realize in the past few years that he might just be my one that got away... even though i was the one that called it quits all those years ago, now i find myself realizing just how wonderful he was (which is quite possibly the oldest line in the book)... i chalk it up to being in a different place and different time in my life now, of course... and perhaps if i did run into him -- or even go so far as to seek him out -- it would be lackluster and nothing like this fantasy i'm reiterating now... who knows...

all i do know is that last night, even if just for an hour, we rekindled in the make believe world of my subconscious... and it was glorious...