Different Kind of the Same

Have you ever felt glad that things never happened like you hoped for?

My tale is about me and a certain someone. When I meant by a certain someone is that someone I'd wished I got hitched with but never happened.

This was story was about 3 years ago.

We haven't talked in a while. It had been 5 years since our last conversation. One day, I had this little inkling to contact him.

"Hello."

That familiar voice brought sudden rush of memories.

"Hello, remember me? Haven't talked to you in a while huh?" I said.

It went on from there, words exchanged until we came to the trickiest question of all. Perhaps, it was my mind contemplating that maybe, we could reignite that spark once died.

"Are you single?" I braved myself, asking.

"Nah.."

"Ok then, are you married?" I asked.

"About to. In fact I'm going to invite you right at this moment," he said.

For some reason I felt a certain weight in my heart. Dissapointment was an understatement yet devastated was too extreme to describe that feeling. Somewhere in between, I'd wished things were different.

Dissapointments all the same except different masks.

Looking back, I'm glad we never got together. Why? Lets just say he's now a workaholic who's hardly at home. Lonely nights is not my cup of tea in marriage for sure (quoted ;)). Plus, we were better off having conversations as friends.

It was never meant to be.

So, what's your story of never-meant-to-bes?