I’m (F36) In my late year in college I met this guy at my friend’s birthday party. He came close to me and I thought he was amazing. And he liked me enough. We agreed that, since we didn’t live that close together or go to the same school, it wouldn’t make sense to date, but we did strike a deal. In college, we would go on a date. It doesn’t sound like anything now, but at the time it was fantastic. We would talk about what we would do, discuss our plans for the future, essentially plan our lives together. I honestly think I loved this guy, if only for a time.
However, plans never hold up to real life, people grow up, and grow apart. We stopped talking after a long while, never dated, and He’s married now.
It’s not heartbreaking in a way that makes me sad or has left a scar or anything. Just heartbreaking to think about these emotions that I had, and now they’re gone. Not because of him, but simply because of life.