I'm a sucker for songs with lyrics depicting the cliche "one who got away." It may be cliche but it's true, we all have that one girl that was perfect that got away for whatever reason, whether through fault of our own, circumstances, or whatever. Y'all all have one. Let's hear it. You can provide as little or as much info as you like.
For me, it's a no-brainer. I won't use her full name, but her first name was Elizabeth. She was the ultimate girl next door.....but the smoking "cute hot" kind. Well, I say "cute hot" but depending on what look she was going for on a particular day, she straddled the line of "cute hot" to "sexy hot." She was tall (5'8", just a hair shorter than me), blonde, brown eyes, and a ridiculous rack. I'm talking like.....a ridiculous rack.
She was the total package because she was cool on top of being smoking hot, which made her very approachable. She was really into the same music scene I was in (this was mid 2000s so a bunch of angsty emo stuff lol), she was country (her parents were from Kentucky), she liked sports well enough to tolerate my love of sports, and she was legitimately funny. She also never gave it up so she was like the holy grail.
The problem was, I was firmly entrenched in the friend zone. Like FIRMLY entrenched. I had a monopoly on the friend zone spaces and was already building green houses and eyeing the purchase of red apartments. But, I knew that she knew that I was a good fit for her and ultimately I thought we'd end up together. She was my homecoming date one year and things were trending in the right direction.
But........hence the thread title, she got away. I got sick of waiting on her and sick of tolerating her going on dates with guys, and I was a stupid high school kid and did some things I'm not too proud of that ultimately made us sever ties. She's married now. Man, they don't make girls like they made her. If I could do it over again.......
What y'all got? Let the nostalgia flow![Wink ;) ;)](data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7)
For me, it's a no-brainer. I won't use her full name, but her first name was Elizabeth. She was the ultimate girl next door.....but the smoking "cute hot" kind. Well, I say "cute hot" but depending on what look she was going for on a particular day, she straddled the line of "cute hot" to "sexy hot." She was tall (5'8", just a hair shorter than me), blonde, brown eyes, and a ridiculous rack. I'm talking like.....a ridiculous rack.
She was the total package because she was cool on top of being smoking hot, which made her very approachable. She was really into the same music scene I was in (this was mid 2000s so a bunch of angsty emo stuff lol), she was country (her parents were from Kentucky), she liked sports well enough to tolerate my love of sports, and she was legitimately funny. She also never gave it up so she was like the holy grail.
The problem was, I was firmly entrenched in the friend zone. Like FIRMLY entrenched. I had a monopoly on the friend zone spaces and was already building green houses and eyeing the purchase of red apartments. But, I knew that she knew that I was a good fit for her and ultimately I thought we'd end up together. She was my homecoming date one year and things were trending in the right direction.
But........hence the thread title, she got away. I got sick of waiting on her and sick of tolerating her going on dates with guys, and I was a stupid high school kid and did some things I'm not too proud of that ultimately made us sever ties. She's married now. Man, they don't make girls like they made her. If I could do it over again.......
What y'all got? Let the nostalgia flow