Hindsight Is Twenty-Twenty
I met Girl A at a restaurant one night through a friend I went to high school with. I noticed her immediately when she walked through the door. The first thing I thought was that she had to have a boyfriend because she was too cute to be single. Man, I hate being right. So, Girl A is introduced to me, and we begin to talk. We seemed to click right from the start, and I began to fall for her fast. She asked me for my info, so we exchanged email and phone numbers. Then I decided to call it a night. The next day, she called me and we made plans to meet at school since we went to the same college. We began to hang out on campus, go out to lunch, and hang out at her place. It got to the point where we spent every possible minute talking on the phone, talking on the internet, and just hanging out. Things were great in the beginning, and I couldn't have asked for more. Things seemed too good to be true. Girl A's friends were telling me how happy Girl A was and how much she liked me. I felt the same about her. So, after about two months of seeing each other constantly, I felt it was time for us to be exclusive. I would run into friends who would ask, "Is this your girlfriend?" I wanted to say yes but couldn't. So, one night, I brought up the fact that I thought we should be boyfriend/girlfriend. She starts telling me that she had a lot of things going on in her life and that she couldn't handle a relationship at the time. If this was totally true, I would have lived with it. But something was telling me there was someone else in the picture. So, about a week later, she breaks down and admits to me that she had a boyfriend living in another state that she met on the internet and she couldn't be with me when she had feelings for another man. I was dumped for an internet boyfriend. To top it all off, she acted like I was an inconvenience to her when she was the one who asked me out. So, I decided it was best for us not to see or talk to each other anymore. Two weeks later, she tells me that her boyfriend came to see her and he dumped her for someone he found back at home. Then she began talking about us and all the good times we had and how she wanted me back. I felt betrayed and had lost the trust I had and chose not to get back together with her. If I knew then what I know now, then I would have never bothered. But, you know what they say, "Hindsight is twenty-twenty."
— Quentin, 26