Here’s the story:
Halloween 2.5 years ago, I was visiting my hometown Houston for a friend’s party. I met a really cool, intelligent, pretty girl and we hit it off immediately. Lets call her Sara. We chatted all night, smoked a little, and I felt this amazing connection with her. I did something I rarely do–I made a move. I caught her coming back from the bathroom and I swiftly moved in to kiss her. When I was literally inches from her lips, she hesitantly stopped me and said “sorry I have a boyfriend.” I ran my fingers down her cheek and said “but you’re so cute…,” however I respected her loyalty. We continued to chat for a few minutes, and when she said she had to go, she briefly pecked my lips and I looked her straight in the eyes and said “Sara, I really hope I see you again someday.” Since I didn’t live in Houston at the time, I said this knowing I would basically never see this amazing person again…
Fast forward to today. I moved back to Houston about a year ago, been working and enjoying being back in my hometown. About 2 weeks ago, I was out on my balcony smoking a cigarette when I noticed some girls jumping up and down right outside my apartment complex’s gate. For whatever reason, I decided to go help them out and let them in (they were obviously in distress). One of them had to pee, so I let her use my bathroom, and I invited these 3 girls to come hang out on my balcony. There was one girl among the group that was super cute, intelligent, and I immediately felt a connection with her. I ended up hanging out with these girls for a couple hours. As I talked to the cute girl, she reminded me a lot of Sara whom I had met years ago. I almost asked her if I had met her before because she was so similar, but I assumed the odds that she was the same girl were astronomical. I got her number before she left, and we went to a concert the following week. We had an amazing time. It was the most fun I had ever had with a girl.
At this point, she stopped responding to my texts and calls. I was like wtf!? When I searched for her on Facebook, I noticed we had 3 mutual friends and when I checked out her pictures, it dawned on me: THIS WAS SARA! The universally improbable had somehow occurred: this girl who had left such an impression with me had been thrust into my life two years later, completely randomly, and I had even gone on a date with her!
Now, my questions for you folks is:
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Isn’t it mind-blowing that this happened? Of all the people for this to happen with, it was the one girl that I felt a very real, instant connection with.
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Is it absurd that I didn’t immediately know it was her? I mean, 2.5 years is a long time, and she did look slightly different the second time.
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Did she know the whole time who I was and just didn’t tell me? Why would she do that?
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Why won’t she respond to my texts or calls? We literally had such an amazing time at the concert, I can’t imagine why she wouldn’t want to go out with me again.
I have been so emotionally wrecked by this. I can barely sleep and I obsess over it all day. I feel like I have to see her again. If for no other reason, to get everything out in the open. She is special–I felt it the moment I met her (both times), and even if she rejects me I will hate myself to not do everything I could to get with her. But, she seems to be ignoring me now, and I have a sneaking suspicion it’s because she’s known all along. Normally, I would take a hint and not try and contact her anymore, but this situation is so…unique…that I feel compelled to keep trying until I get some face-to-face. I must clear this up. I’m worried I will come across as fanatical and obsessive, which frankly I am at this point, but I don’t even care. I feel like if I get this all explained, we can (hopefully) laugh about it and pursue a relationship. It would be the shame of my young life to lose her over what is basically an absurd mix-up.