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Yup.
My first truly serious boyfriend suddenly had a change of heart and dumped me out of the blue. We had only been dating for six months, but it was a very intense six months and we had been talking marriage yadda yadda yadda. Anyhow, he decided he didn't know if he loved me or ever had, and that was it. He hooked up with a fuck-friend (adding insult to injury!) and I sat around and moped for a while. I decided I wasn't going to date any more, I was going to just focus on me, and then I met ratbastid and 12 years later we've been married for 8 years. And said ex-boyfriend (who called years later to apologize and is now a friend of sorts) is now divorced, bald and overweight. And working at Subway. Uncharitable of me to note it, but true. I do wish him well, and he's a very sweet if fucked-up guy, but I feel a tiny little twinge of satisfaction knowing he thinks of me as the one that got away.
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"If ten million people believe a foolish thing, it is still a foolish thing."
- Anatole France
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