Just last month, my first crush tracked me down on Facebook. He got my number from one of my old classmates and called me up. He was in the city and wanted to meet. Why? Just like that, an acquaintance with an old friend was what he said. He was begging me to meet him. I told him that I would meet him at a café the next evening. I was so not looking forward to meeting him though.
When I discussed it with my fiancé, he told me to go and meet the guy. "Talking has never killed anyone and as long as your old love story doesn't rekindle, I have no issues." He was teasing me. That "old love story" had failed to revive after all those long years. I wasn't even able to remember his full name.
After work the next day, I went to meet this guy. Surprisingly, I was able to recognize him. He hadn't changed one bit. But something was different this time, I wasn't feeling that tingle. Nothing. Zilch. It felt like he was just a stranger that I had bumped into for a conversation. Perhaps I had grown up or perhaps the pages of my love story were filled with another man's name.
I wasn't feeling any bitterness towards him either. The half hour with him felt like a business meeting. No emotions or fake emotions exchanged. I couldn't even understand why he even wanted to meet me. We were never friends. When I told him that I was engaged, he seemed shocked.
"You can't do that to me, I like you a lot!" he said all of a sudden.
"What do you mean by that?"
His reaction was a surprise to me. "Your scarlet lipstick looks good on you," he reminded me, hoping to rekindle that day when I was crazy about him.
But it hit me the other way, and the pain of that evening came rushing back to me. I just looked at him, blankly. "I don't want you to live in the past." I wasn't able to hold back words this time around.
"It was just a childhood crush. Please don't take it seriously. I am fine with my life and have no clue why you're bringing this up, and now, after all these years. I am happy with my partner and wish you can find someone nice for yourself too. Please don't get in touch with me again. Good luck with your life." I told him and rushed home to meet my love.
We can all fall in love plenty of times, but there's always that one special time when we come across a perfectly true love story in your own life.
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RomanceIt was like one of those fairytale love stories your grandmother would have made up, to convince you to get married.
