***skip to the asterisk if you don't feel like reading ***
back story. A "white buffalo" (Henceforth referred to as WB) is the proverbial "one that got away". I never believed in such things until I lost it. The timing of this relationship was horrible. I had just ended an 8 year relationship from hell. I went to an unofficial class reunion with one of my girl friends (platonic), and met my WB. We exchanged numbers that night.
Fast forward a couple weeks, I was focused on my custody battle with the EX, not really interested in getting back into the game. My EX had picked up my kid, and I went on a date with a girl I met over facebook. The date was going horrible. Extremely boring girl, all she talked about was video games and Magic the Gathering. Then WB texted me and asked me if I wanted to grab a drink. I happily obliged, and told her to come rescue me. We went to some hole in the wall bar and hit it off on a tremendous level. The flow of the conversation was amazing, we even food the whole "jinx" thing a few times when sing the same thing in unison. Shortly after we began dating.
6 months later, everything was perfect. Then she said ILY. I freaked. I started thinking, "but wait! I just got out of this 8 year relationship, I'm supposed to be enjoying my single life!" I broke up with her, and I broke her beautiful heart. I didn't even care, I was on a mission. After a number of amazing sex, which turned into empty sex, which turned me into a douche. So what did I do? I reached out to WB. I told her how I was wrong and I was sorry and I'd do whatever it takes to earn back her trust. She said we should meet for a drink. This was last night.
She tells me she's moving 7 hours away to get away from everything and start all over, and regardless of how much she loved me, she had to do this for her. I pretended to be happy for her, and we got drunk and reminisced. She brought up no ill issues, we laughed and had an amazing time, as if we never broke up. Came back to my place and had some very passionate and meaningful sex. It's bittersweet.
***Now I'm accepting the fact that we won't get back together....but I just can't imagine finding any other girl who could match these standards. This girl is easily an 8-9, has excellent genetics, but most importantly, i have some extremely radical philosophical beliefs, and lifestyle. It's extremely hard to find a female who is interested in that, even harder to find one that beautiful, and even harder to find one that isn't taken and is interested in me as well. I think she raised the bar to impossible standards.
***How do you guys feel about dating after losing your white buffalo?
back story. A "white buffalo" (Henceforth referred to as WB) is the proverbial "one that got away". I never believed in such things until I lost it. The timing of this relationship was horrible. I had just ended an 8 year relationship from hell. I went to an unofficial class reunion with one of my girl friends (platonic), and met my WB. We exchanged numbers that night.
Fast forward a couple weeks, I was focused on my custody battle with the EX, not really interested in getting back into the game. My EX had picked up my kid, and I went on a date with a girl I met over facebook. The date was going horrible. Extremely boring girl, all she talked about was video games and Magic the Gathering. Then WB texted me and asked me if I wanted to grab a drink. I happily obliged, and told her to come rescue me. We went to some hole in the wall bar and hit it off on a tremendous level. The flow of the conversation was amazing, we even food the whole "jinx" thing a few times when sing the same thing in unison. Shortly after we began dating.
6 months later, everything was perfect. Then she said ILY. I freaked. I started thinking, "but wait! I just got out of this 8 year relationship, I'm supposed to be enjoying my single life!" I broke up with her, and I broke her beautiful heart. I didn't even care, I was on a mission. After a number of amazing sex, which turned into empty sex, which turned me into a douche. So what did I do? I reached out to WB. I told her how I was wrong and I was sorry and I'd do whatever it takes to earn back her trust. She said we should meet for a drink. This was last night.
She tells me she's moving 7 hours away to get away from everything and start all over, and regardless of how much she loved me, she had to do this for her. I pretended to be happy for her, and we got drunk and reminisced. She brought up no ill issues, we laughed and had an amazing time, as if we never broke up. Came back to my place and had some very passionate and meaningful sex. It's bittersweet.
***Now I'm accepting the fact that we won't get back together....but I just can't imagine finding any other girl who could match these standards. This girl is easily an 8-9, has excellent genetics, but most importantly, i have some extremely radical philosophical beliefs, and lifestyle. It's extremely hard to find a female who is interested in that, even harder to find one that beautiful, and even harder to find one that isn't taken and is interested in me as well. I think she raised the bar to impossible standards.
***How do you guys feel about dating after losing your white buffalo?