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I was fantasing at work last night again how much I miss college women. I never got to date any of them or hold any of them but I regret all the missed oppertunities I may of had. Truth be told I'd rather never know if I had opportunities with any woman because that would lead to more regret. Except one in particular and you're going to find this story a little stilly and probably sounds like a romance from the 30s 1830s that is.

There was this girl we had a class together. All year we sat next to each other, talked to each other, got in trouble for talking to each other. Some days I would ask her if she'd want to do anything she'd always say no. All year long she'd put me off. So I was upset at it and sadly when she asked to sit next to her on a park bench after class I said I hadn't any time and had to go. Truth was I had over an hour till my next class. She never showed up for finals. I never saw her again. Sometimes I miss her the most out of any woman I knew at college.