Number Three

I had a hard time deciding who should be given the spot of number three on my list. In the end, I decided to omit the remaining "high school disasters" and skip ahead to post graduation losers.
Therefore, my number three is a real kick!
I met number three through a mutual friend. He was the drummer in a band that her boyfriend played bass guitar for. We did not click right away, but it did not take long for us to be paired up for double dates with our friends. Our relationship progressed--and weathered many storms along the way. I think most things that happened between the two of us can be blamed on being young and stupid.
About 9 months into our dating days, he popped the question. At 19 years old, I was in love with the thought of being in love! Picking out a wedding dress was the replacement for picking out a prom dress! Fortunately I came to my senses before plans got too far underway and called it all off.
We continued the on again, off again thing for while. I eventually moved away and he found someone else.
We reunited about year and half ago by chance and had some good times talking about the old days, bringing closure to somethings that were long overdue, and giving apologies for things that we had never forgiven each other for. It was, um, interesting.
At the end of the day, he is still a loser. Hence, his spot on my list!
My lesson from number three??? Leave the past where it belongs--out of the future!