Once Upon A Potential Lover (965 hits)
Category: RomanceRating: 1.71 on 29 reviews (Rate this item) (V)
Submitted by moneyshot (View user info) at 2007-02-25 20:49:01 EST
If you are lucky enough there is a time in every man's life when he meets a woman so remarkable that she changes the way he views relationships forever. Well, maybe not every man if you happen to be homosexual but most men. Anyway, she is a woman that at times seems to defy all analysis and define the female form simultaneously. She is likely the vision that inspired artists and musicians to create since the dawn of man. She has a great life, good friends, a loving family and for some reason she likes you. You wake up everyday and wonder, "Why is this beautiful and intelligent woman with me?" You never completely understand it but you know you are in love. Well, this is not about that exactly...
Until that point in his life he just makes his way bouncing from one to another trying to hang onto that feeling he gets when he first meets someone: the feeling of not having enough air in the world to fill your lungs and your mind being full of possibilities. Since birth we are taught that love is this magical thing that lasts forever. You see examples of it everywhere in our society from fairytales with "prince charming" to those paperback novels with raised lettering on the covers. Hollywood churns out picture after picture reminding us just how beautiful love can be. But what happens after the credits roll and things begin to become familiar? What happens when you wake up one day and you no longer feel those butterflies? I can't answer for every man but I can tell you what happened to me.
Are we in love with our own misery? Some believe that dinosaurs became extinct due to a huge meteorite falling from outer space or a disastrous ice age but it's easy for me to imagine them, being the fickle bastards that they are, dying out because they could never accept their own happiness. The dinosaurs and I have a lot in common. We see something good and we run from it. Whatever happened however million years ago, my story begins two years before the beginning of this year. We had been dating for a little over a year and living together for half of that time. We moved quickly but things were going great. At least, on the surface they appeared to be. Everyday was like clockwork and most mornings began the exact same way. The alarm would sound for the third time after hitting the snooze button and I would slowly make my way to the coffee pot, which was already brewed since she got up a full half hour before me. As I poured coffee into my cup, she would come up from behind me and say directly into my ear "Good morning sunshine" which I would mouth in unison with her and smile. It sounds too good to be true but this is exactly what happened. She was always out the door by 5:45 a.m. and if I were lucky enough to sleep in later that day, I would find a note from her complete with hand-drawn hearts and a message to "Have a great day!" scribbled in ink on a notepad. Despite all this, I didn't realize just how fortunate I was to have a girl like Erin.
"That day" began much like any other day in my life. "That day" being, of course the day that everything became complicated. I got to sleep in late, which I was thankful for and as I passed the kitchen counter on the way to the coffee pot I saw a good morning note she had left for me. I didn't read it. The truth is I hadn't read any of them in awhile. Occasionally, I would glance and notice they were there but lately I would just walk right past them and continue going about my daily routines. After showering, getting dressed and finding my keys hiding in my jacket pocket I walked outside to my car and drove to work. On the drive there I remember thinking how much of an asshole I had turned into and recalling how indifferent I had become to our future. Here I was in a perfectly healthy and loving relationship and I was acting like all of a sudden it wasn't good enough for me anymore? Now that the relationship was no longer sparks and gasoline I couldn't deal with the normalcy. It was like I was trying to sabotage the relationship somehow and it was starting to eat me up inside.
Later that night after work I decided to go out for a beer with a buddy of mine since Erin would be at work all night. Somehow, Kevin and I always found ourselves having the same conversation every time we met. Kevin was jealous that I had found someone worth being in a serious relationship with and I, in turn was jealous of his single playboy lifestyle. It's your classic "grass is greener on the other side" syndrome. On this particular night I remember talking about Erin with him and our relationship and we both decided that she was just about perfect for me in every way. "Then what's the problem?" he asked.
"I don't know. I guess I get to this point in every relationship and freak out."
"Yeah, but Erin's good for you and you know that. Don't throw this away because you're being stupid. What, are you scared of actually being happy? I'd kill to have a girl like Erin and here you are about to screw everything up because things are actually going well for once. What's wrong with you?"
I shook my head in silence and walked over to the pool table to start a game. I didn't know what was wrong with me. The night continued on and so did our drinking. Predictably, my friend attracted a table full of women and I sat there jealous and bitter. He would undoubtedly go to bed with one of these girls tonight. He truly had it down to an art form. I watched him charm these girls like he was painting a masterpiece... all of the girls except for one. Jennifer, for some reason had taken an interest in me and while my friend was contemplating which of the thirty-one flavors he would try tonight, we had paired off in the corner of the bar. What we talked about isn't important. What is important is that at some point in the night Kevin disappeared with her roommate and ride and I was left having to give her a lift back home.
When I pulled into the parking space in front of her apartment Jennifer, who was now noticeably drunk asked me if I wanted to come in for drinks. Now I'm not an idiot and I knew exactly what that meant. It's curious how the entire day I had been throwing my relationship with Erin into question and then, as if I were being tested by the gods, Jennifer came waltzing into the picture. Was I running away because I was scared of actually being happy like Kevin said? What the hell does Kevin know about relationships anyway? She sat there quietly looking at me in the passenger seat of my car and when I hesitated to answer she leaned over and kissed me.
"Maybe this will make up your mind for you. I'll be waiting."
Then she got out of the car and went inside of her apartment. I sat there for a moment and then it hit me. "What the fuck am I doing? Am I just going to continue down this path until I've finally chased the one good thing for me away? What happens when I meet another Jennifer in the future? And trust me they'll be other Jennifers." At that moment everything became clear to me for the first time in a long time. Instead of going inside, I turned the key to my ignition and drove straight home to find Erin asleep in bed. She looked absolutely beautiful lying there in the bed dimly illuminated by the street lamp outside. I crawled into bed and cried there holding her. I was an idiot. I almost lost her.
The next day I came clean to her about the night before and my doubts about our relationship. Even though it hurt like hell I knew we'd be okay. I was lucky that she was able to forgive me in time and I knew the only thing left to do was to earn her trust back. For the first time in my life I knew I was in love and that I was happy. No longer would I run away from it, I would embrace it. Sure, there would be other Jennifers but it didn't matter. I was no longer a dinosaur.
User Reviews
Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2007-02-27 13:35:35 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by Cakes (user info) at 2007-02-26 22:44:21 (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by Shlongy (user info) at 2007-02-26 16:25:03 (#)
Ranking: -2
Fiction.
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I've learned from reading here now and then that Shlongy mostly likes things with pictures attached. I imagine his lips move when he tries to read.
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you dumbass, Shlongy has his assistant READ Ubersite to him - that's why he doesn't like long stories.
Submitted by littledan (user info) at 2007-02-27 09:57:05 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
This was fantastic.... Pretty much describes me to a tea, except I realized too late.
Submitted by Cakes (user info) at 2007-02-26 22:44:21 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by Shlongy (user info) at 2007-02-26 16:25:03 (#)
Ranking: -2
Fiction.
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I've learned from reading here now and then that Shlongy mostly likes things with pictures attached. I imagine his lips move when he tries to read.
Submitted by TheUniter (user info) at 2007-02-26 22:22:09 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Submitted by Shlongy (user info) at 2007-02-26 16:25:03 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
Fiction.
Submitted by Crystle (user info) at 2007-02-26 16:08:02 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
I like this. I want this.. sigh....
Submitted by Coleslaw_Murphy (user info) at 2007-02-26 16:01:55 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Circe is *on fire* with her reviews today!
Submitted by jade_digitalmedia (user info) at 2007-02-26 15:24:53 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
man whore. :)
Submitted by inion_de_trua (user info) at 2007-02-26 14:47:17 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
bastard.
Submitted by sweetcheebs (user info) at 2007-02-26 14:20:43 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
well isn't that precious
Submitted by jojo747 (user info) at 2007-02-26 13:13:07 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
coherent, clear points, well written. Are you sure you're in the right place?
Submitted by MrWillard (user info) at 2007-02-26 12:54:59 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by ubetidid (user info) at 2007-02-26 12:31:38 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
liar. you surely made this up.
no man gives up free pussy.
Submitted by tiaprae (user info) at 2007-02-26 12:00:15 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
+2 because you turned the ignition
Submitted by CaptainThorns (user info) at 2007-02-26 09:09:16 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by LittleMonster (user info) at 2007-02-26 07:29:17 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Good call, I am the master of fucking up the good things that happen to me. So good on you for pulling it back.
Submitted by deelo (user info) at 2007-02-26 06:14:09 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by ripple (user info) at 2007-02-26 03:07:30 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
"Why is this beautiful and intelligent woman with me?" You never completely understand it but you know you are in love. Well, this is not about that exactly...
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aha, i wasnt totally off. well like i said, dont fuck it up.
Submitted by ripple (user info) at 2007-02-26 03:06:45 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
pretty good, nice sentiment. but i thought your story wasnt about being that lucky. or its just late and i have no reading comprehension. dont fuck up.
Submitted by Franger (user info) at 2007-02-26 02:03:19 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by sicosemen (user info) at 2007-02-26 00:18:59 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
All women are cheating whores.
Submitted by thecaes (user info) at 2007-02-25 23:18:05 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Well, good for you.
I don't know how to say this without sounding like a pompous ass, so I'll just say it. Why are so many people like you? I mean, stumbling half-retarded onto a great thing and then (almost) throwing it away. What you have right now, is all I've ever really wanted in a relationship, and it didn't take me years and years and countless pointless relationships to figure it out...yet it remains elusive for me. God, people are stupid. No offense.
Or, to summarize: EVERYONE PITY ME FOR I AM SENSITIVE AND LONELY AND HAVE SO MUCH LOVE TO GIVE.
Bah.
Anyway, good story and I'm glad you came to your senses. Hey, you should see The Last Kiss. It runs fairly parallel to your experience.
Submitted by experima (user info) at 2007-02-25 23:13:35 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Kicker of all ass.
Submitted by Stagger_Lee (user info) at 2007-02-25 22:54:57 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Thanks for improving the front page.
Submitted by Jeanneee (user info) at 2007-02-25 22:29:11 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
What Circe said, except change "accidentally farted on one of them" to "intentionally farted on both of them."
This really is good. Too bad nobody's going to read it.
Submitted by Circe (user info) at 2007-02-25 21:35:54 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
To Uberise this, the note you didn't read should have said "My sister Jennifer is in town, if she calls tonight can you let her know I'll be home tomorrow and am looking forward to hanging out with her."
And then you would have fucked Jennifer but not told Erin and then Erin would have found out from Jennifer about this guy named **insert name here*** that she picked up and fucked last night and THEN you would have been sorry.
And then you would have talked them into a threesome and accidentally farted on one of them. And you would have made it onto B@W and had 94 +2's.
Thank you for not Uberising it.
Submitted by Progr3ss (user info) at 2007-02-25 21:31:32 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
Been there. Didn't cry though. That's for gays.
Submitted by Amontillado (user info) at 2007-02-25 21:22:55 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by BeaverDamn (user info) at 2007-02-25 21:12:50 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Very nice sir. Very nice.