Okay...here's mine...
Annette and I dated for four years.
She was most definitely my soul mate.
She and I were together in college and we were, as Forrest Gump would say..."like peas and carrots".
To this day our mutual friends say that they can't picture one of us without the other.
We were SO good for each other, in fact, that everyone called us "Goobers and Raisinettes"...and would yell it whenever we walked into a room together.
And GOD I loved that girl...with every ounce of my heart and soul.
Unfortunately, we were in college, and there were a lot of forces drawing at us at the time.
Couple that with the fact that I was a bit of an ### when it came to women, and Annette eventually started to get tired of me.
And even though I felt differently, I sometimes acted as though I had to be a tough guy and treat her like crap.
Finally, one day, Annette said she'd had enough.
I actually got on my knees and begged her not to leave me. I told her I'd change forever, but she didn't believe me.
I told her I'd quit fooling around on her and treating her badly, but she thought I'd already shown my true colors.
She never did come back to me, and to this day, I've never gotten over her.
Oddly enough, I DID change...and from that day on never treated a girlfriend badly. As a result, I'VE always been the "dump-ee".
Karma?
Maybe...
Annette now lives not too far away. She's very happily married with a great husband and two kids.
And even though she loves them all dearly, she still calls me her "soul mate" when we get together once a year for lunch.
We laugh and talk like the old times, and we cry about what life may have had in store for us.
And I'm STILL not over her...