A recent conversation with an old flame reminded me of many voices telling me that I would hear those very words some day.

This girl, and old flame, a story that ended before it even started (like many others in my life), decided to chat with me, after almost 7 years of our last encounter. She’s married now, happily so she says. She seems so and I have no reason to think otherwise. I’m really glad because she deserves it I’m sure.

Like my most recent longest story, this one ended up with a broken heart, regretted words, and a lesson learned. Not too well, obviously. But then again, I still maintain I did my best and I was nothing but honest.

Just like old friends reminiscing, we started talking about our lives, and what was going on since our last time we saw each other.  Like I said, she recently got married, and she’s in high spirits with her life right now. I, on the other hand told her how I was. Many things had happened. I told her how I now live in Austin, how I slimmed down and do more exercise, how I am ready to ‘be an adult’ and get a house, and some other stuff. She was proud of me, she said.

From one story to another we ended up jumping 7 years into the past; back when were dating. We were kids back then, and we enjoyed each other’s company. Why this story never got started? We’ll never know. Neither did she, when I asked her. She started telling me those mini regrets some tell themselves. She told me how she wished she had kissed me at least once, but she never dared. She acknowledged her ‘what would people think’ fear she had. She was 22 at the time, and I was 21.  She thought it didn’t look right.

These and many other things got spilled out, and she finally accepted that I would’ve made a great boyfriend and while the world spins to the right and things happen for a reason, she’s just happy we still keep connected in a sense because she said she had, and I quote, “very special feelings” for me.

So that’s how the story ends. And while 7 years after, I’m not the one to still be unhappy for what happened back then, I’m always going to be curious how things would have turned out. But her confessions reminded me the good person that I am, and even so I have many stories that got finished by the other one before they started, I know that I did put the best of me on most of those stories, and I have nothing to regret, as I see the others do, even if they haven’t realized it yet.

“One day that girl will realize what she lost when she dumped you. It maybe today, tomorrow or a few years from now; and maybe you’ll take her back or maybe you won’t because you might have found someone better. But either way the story goes, the only sure thing is that I’ll be there next to you, saying ‘I told you so’ while smiling back.”