I had this best friend growing up (we'll call her J). J moved an hour away from me after we finished sixth grade. The move was dramatic and since we weren't done being friends, about once a month, I would visit her in her new town and hang out with all of the new friends she made. It didn't take long for her to get a "boyfriend", or for me to integrate myself into her new life or her new group of friends, but after about a year, my parents stopped driving me all that way. My friendship with J continued, but I lost touch with a majority of her friends.
Last January, J got married. In April, we were talking about getting together and she mentioned that she wanted to go on a double date, setting me up with one of her friends from high school. I agreed and waited to hear more details. She told me his name, and my mouth dropped open.
"I know," she said, "it's a lot to take in, but he's not doing anything right now, and he said he'd love to go out with you."
"Okay, but does he even know who I am?" I asked. It had been so long, I couldn't just assume.
"Yeah, he says he vaguely remembers you, but it'll be fun."
As school, work schedules, and geographical location got in the way, the event fell through and I didn't think about it again.
Last Thursday at the gym, I thought I saw him running on the treadmill in front of me. I stared at him for a solid ten minutes, trying to pick apart whether or not he could've been that same tall kid I pounded the living room piano with so many years ago. After a few text message sources confirmed his attendance at USU, I started having a panic attack because, not a joke, he's literally the best looking human I have ever known. So naturally, I told my roommates about how we were sort of childhood friends, how he's back from his mission, and how I haven't spoken to him since MSN Messenger was a thing. I searched him on Facebook (like we do) and found that even after all this time, we're still internet friends. And so, because this is the hour of poor decision making, I haven't sent anything, but I'll have you know that there's a pretty little word document with his name at the top, and I'm going to be brave tomorrow. Because I'm bored with my life and WHAT HAVE I GOT TO LOSE know what I mean?