My One Great Love...Wasn't

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Coming face to face with the one that got away put things into perspective.

Wow. Just like that huh? War. Letters. Great distances. Great danger. Years apart. Reunion. Facebook. Marriage. I'm sure someone in Hollywood will be calling any minute to option the rights to the film. Maybe they'll call it "Love in a Time of Bush." I should feel inspired that love happens—exponentially and effortlessly—yet I feel nothing but skepticism. Does this actually happen in real life? Like, real real life?

Like Jamie and Jeremy, Sebastian and I lost touch after that fateful New Year's Eve. When he sent me a message on Facebook 10 years later, I was unable to breathe. It said simply, "I hope you're still silly." When we met in person for coffee, I was so dizzy that I had to sit with my head between my legs while he sat silently across from me. His hand shook slightly as he grabbed mine and said, "I'm sorry, I've been waiting 10 years to say that to you." Momentarily I was so giddy that I almost let myself get carried away. I looked at Sebastian for the first time in the bright, clear morning light and saw him exactly as he was. It happened so quickly that if I had blinked I would have missed it. He was just an older, more mature, version of the awful of the guy who broke my heart 10 years ago. There was no proposal. Just an awkward meeting of two grownups realizing that they were no longer young and silly. The Frisky: Six Rules For Being Friends With An Ex

 

Written by Ami Angelowicz for The Frisky.

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