I got a new phone about a month ago, a much-needed and deserved upgrade and dare I say the clunky and outdated thing I had before must have been on its way out. Now I have a spangly new mobile phone on which to pester you with my blog.
It’s funny how from the least expected of places you encounter something or someone you never expected to see and that’s precisely what happened to me when I installed WhatsApp. There, staring up at me from my contacts list when I first opened this chat app that I had completely avoided until now, was the smiling face of Ubergeek. That was certainly not a person I expected to see, though why that was the case I don’t know. I still have her in my phone and though we have had no contact, I presume she too still has my number.
No pang, no pining, but a skip of the heartbeat nonetheless to see a face I have not seen in nearly three years and not looking much different from the last time I saw her way back in January 2013. She made a huge impression on me at the time and sadly got back with her ex after we had a lot of flirting, a couple of dates and the clearest indication yet that I had met somebody who was really into me. I was certainly into her and I really regret not at least kissing her.
For recent readers, Ubergeek is my “One Who Got Away” and somebody for whom I carried a flame for a long time considering our short period of dating. The only woman who gave me that butterflies feeling.
Naturally, I am not going to message her or do anything to jeopardise my relationship with Mirror Image; I love my girlfriend. If Ubergeek has my number and sees me on WhatsApp then of course I will respond in kind, welcoming her contact like an old friend, but nothing more.
It may not be an issue. She may have deleted my number, she may be married with a kid by now for all I know, marrying the guy to whom she gave that second chance. She never added me to Facebook, understandable, and of course I regretted a complete cessation of contact after about two years ago, just before Mirror Image and I met.
Do I hope I see her again? Absolutely, but I know that’s off the cards while I am not single, and I am not even going to try.