The One I Thought Could Be ‘The One’ (Part 3)

6 Sep

This was supposed to be one blog post. Next thing I knew I couldn’t stop typing. I realised I had more and more (and more) to share and because I’m not keen on ‘too long’ blog posts The One I Thought Could Be The One ended up being split into parts one, two and now three. I didn’t start off wanting to create the cliffhangers worthy of a soap opera, it was just a case of wanting to make it more easily digestible. (If you’re reading for the first time, this will make more sense if you read parts one and two first. Just saying!)

Anyhoo, if you remember, I left off wanting to slap the living daylights out of the drunken friend of a co-worker for shouting “Show us your cock!” to ‘my guy’ in the middle of a lovely Moroccan restaurant. But, at the end of the day, that’s just not my style. I’ve never been that ‘roll up my sleeves, remove my earrings, I’m getting ready to give someone a beatdown’ aggressive type of chick. What made it even worse was the fact that the rest of the group (who were also crazy drunk) started whooping and cheering, and he (The Potential One) played up to the attention by jokingly undoing his jeans. None of this amused me. Maybe I was just too sober, maybe I was just being too sensitive but either way, I was just hella pissed off.

One of my work colleagues (one who knew me quite well) could see the invisible steam coming out of my ears so she swiftly whisked me off to the ladies to talk to me (and to make flimsy excuses for the drunk girl) before a screaming/shouting match could take place. Yes, I know that alcohol makes people loud and bolshy, but seriously…

  • She didn’t even work with us, this trip was the first time she had met me. She really didn’t know me like ‘that’.
  • What she did know (and should’ve respected) was that we were there together, as a couple.
  • She was nearly 10 years younger than me, have some respect for your elders beeyotch!
  • She was so drunk she didn’t even realise how mad I was. She went on to continue to embarrass herself, this was the night she launched herself at the terrified/embarrassed Moroccan waiter.
  • Why did she not say it to any of the other guys in our group? Maybe she’d bought into the whole black guy= big dick thing and curious to see for herself?
  • My guy was definitely the hottest in the group, but damn, have some decorum and control yourself lady.

The tenseness within the group disappeared after approx half an hour and once The Potential One realised how upset I was he turned on the charm to make me feel better. We all got back to having a good night. Lots more sickening PDAs, more bombdiggy nookie that night back at the Riad followed by a lovely, relaxing last day in Marrakech where we finally separated from the group and did our own thing. The two of us travelled to Gueliz, the modern district of Marrakech (McDonalds, Pizza Hut, Zara etc) for our last day. (And yes, I did take Miss-I-Want-To-See-A-Black-Cock aside for a ‘talking to’ once she was sober fyi)

Gueliz, the modern district of Marrakech.

The New City - lovely, but expensive.

We got back to England and we all went our separate ways.  Little did I know that was going to be the last time I saw him (that year).

He flew back to The Philippines for more work related stuff but this time I noticed I wasn’t hearing from him as much as before. We spoke and we emailed, but after a while it became apparent that I was the one instigating the conversations. So, I pulled back. I hoped that it was just because he was busy sorting out his company.

I called him around Christmastime, lo and behold he was back in the country. I knew that things had changed but all I wanted to do was meet up with him, talk and find out what happened. We made plans to meet for a coffee just before New Years Eve. Except he didn’t show. And he didn’t answer his phone. Even though I knew the incident in Marrakech was a stumbling block, I didn’t realise it was enough to end everything.

To this day, I still don’t know if that was even the reason. Was it because of Marrakech? Was it because he was distracted with work and having to fly back and forth to the Phillipines? Was it something else? Who knows. I sure don’t. All I do know is that he was someone I was really excited about, we had loads of laughs and so many fun times together. I saw so much long term potential in him and considering that when I was in Cuba he reminded me that ‘I was spoken for’, he must’ve seen potential in me too, right?

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8 Responses to “The One I Thought Could Be ‘The One’ (Part 3)”

  1. Kerry Hiatt September 6, 2010 at 11:59 AM #

    Of course he did. Anything could have happened in the time he was away … just anything … call him!!!

  2. Money Maus September 6, 2010 at 3:46 PM #

    Recent new reader of your blog, and I love it! But sigh to the disappearing act. I went through a similar situation with a guy a year ago… and I still have no resolution at all with a lot of unanswered questions. I haven’t found a guy better than him yet and am getting impatient! Sigh.

    Good luck! 🙂

  3. Sparky September 6, 2010 at 4:43 PM #

    I (and most of my friends) are all too familiar with this too … and they say women are complicated … !! At least older guy sounds like a good one!!

    • TheSingleFilez September 6, 2010 at 10:09 PM #

      @Kerry – Believe it or not, it didn’t end there 😉

      @Money Maus – Thanks so much for reading and commenting. Sigh indeed. I don’t think I’ll ever understand how/why they do the whole ‘disappearing act’ thing? Especially after showing some much interest and spending so much time together. It’s so cold hearted and cowardly.

      @Sparky – I know, right? Men definitely have their own complications too. So frustrating! Older Guy seems to be a different kettle of fish so far, but they all start out lovely in the beginning. The way the Potential One was in the beginning, I never would’ve thought it would end badly.

  4. Dragonessa Fiore September 8, 2010 at 11:55 PM #

    Wooow… even though I knew from the get go something was going to happen, I didnt think it would be quite like this! Okay, Im going to read the epilogue now, but yeah, I literally out loud gave a sad woooow. Awe!

    • TheSingleFilez September 9, 2010 at 10:21 AM #

      It was good while it lasted eh? *sad face*

  5. Fiona February 28, 2012 at 12:02 AM #

    Hey, really enjoyed reading your story…It seems like it was something very special, so strange how he just disappeared after everything you guys did. He could have at least given you an explanation. I highly doubt the last trip to Marrakech was the reason.

    • TheSingleFilez February 28, 2012 at 11:04 PM #

      Very strange, indeed. I agree an explanation would’ve been great. Just common courtesy, really. That was back in 2008 and still, to this day, I don’t know what went wrong 😦

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