Number Six

This one is chronologically out of place, but I felt now would be a good time to talk about him.
I went to school with number six for years, yet never knew him. Sure, I saw his face around the halls and somewhere along the way I started associating a name with that face, but our circles never crossed. He graduated a year before me and when I started to attend the Community College in town, he was a student there as well. Schedules put us in the same place at the same time often. One day he asked if I would like to go with him to a movie. Without much thought, I agreed, and we were off! Our first kiss lasted nearly 2 hours. I think my entire face was numb by the time the credits started to roll. The more I learned about my newfound friend, the more I liked. He was just an all around good guy. Polite, intelligent, good looking, funny, generous--boy was he generous!, he was so many of the qualities you look for in a mate.
However, I was a silly girl who did not know what a good thing she had. After a few months (??) I decided to pursue a previous relationship and our courtship ended. We did remain friends--although strained at times. He was still that guy who could always make me laugh.
Over the few years following our split we talked a few times here and there and eventually lost touch and that was that.
I just heard from him recently through a social networking site that I belong to and we have shared a few emails and have plans to get together soon.
He has definitely been someone I have thought about a lot over the years, but the recent reunion of sorts has put him back at the forefront of my mind.
The Lessons learned from Number Six:
-the Good Guys are the ones you should hang on to.

-Memories are a wonderful thing :)