You can never go back
She was someone I'd had a relationship with long ago: we had a very strong connection and a lot of very good sex. But then I moved away and she met someone else so the physical side stopped. But we kept in touch: sometimes e mails were flirty, other times plain dirty, occasionally we went months or even years without communicating. Then one day I received a mail asking if I'd like to meet up again. This was quite a shock - I hadn't seen her in 15 years or so, and I had thought we'd never see each other again. But she was insistent: her circumstances had changed, she really wanted to see me again, and it was pretty obvious from her message that she was curious to see if the sexual chemistry was still there too.

So we arranged to meet up somewhere neutral: it was a long journey for both of us. I picked her up off the train, and we were like two teenagers again, all hot flushes and giggling. We went to a hotel, and pretended to be a normal couple. We chatted, and kissed a bit: there was certainly tension in the air. We went to dinner, I drank too much, we went to bed. I was fat and uncommunicative, she was dry and sore. It was not a great success. We fell asleep, and we both snored.

Next day we tried again, but it wasn't any better. We both blamed each other. I drove her to the station in silence. On my way home I received a text saying that it was over, finally, definitively. My regret is that we even tried it again: my memories now are of that last, awful shag. 15 years is a long time. You can never go back.
(Smale is stuffed, Mon 12 Dec 2011, 12:55, 2 replies)

Thank you.
I've resisted the urge to go back to a few ex boyfriends. I always thought this might happen, and now I know for sure I'll be sure to resist all the harder. :)
( user_names_suck, Mon 12 Dec 2011, 18:25, closed)

Yeah, I had a similar experience with an ex and it was almost as bad

(IHateSprouts is baking a huge pie shaped like an enormous pie, Tue 13 Dec 2011, 11:00, closed)