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Monday, December 27, 2004
We first met as children, her parent's were friends with mine. We saw each other infrequently as we got older. I developed a small crush on her in my early teens ...

As we aged I saw her more frequently as we went to similar places and hungout with the same crowd. We both seemed to be attached to someone else all the time ...

I got married. She got married. We still ran in to each other occasionally.Sometimes hanging out together as couples and frequenting the same nightclubs ...

I divorced and didn't see her for a while but she remained on my mind. I heard she had moved to a different state and remarried ...

I divorced again and heard she was still in the other state, happily married. She eventually divorced again and returned to the place we had grown up together ...

I was involved in a long term relationship that failed and ended up moving back to the place we had grown up together. I thought of her often but had no idea how she was or where she lived ...

I was dead for two years and once again alive and now wondering about the woman of my dreams ...

Her mother was in touch with mine recently and she was mentioned. She was single again and not far. I got her phone number and my heart leaped as I dialed her number ...

We chatted and got caught up on old times and laughed. I soooo wanted to gush my heart out to her. Tell her about my secret love for her. Tell her how I ached at the thought of her. How I admired her beauty and compassion. And most of all that I wanted her ...

Then she mentioned she had just met a really nice guy.