Originally posted by: azazyel
I think I have a better one;
I was dating this girl for about a month or so and really dug her. She was beautiful, smart and very nice. One night she picked me up and we went out to a movie (the Hudsucker Proxy) and had a good time. After we got out of the movie she asked if I wanted to go to the beach. Now, it was a very nice night for Seattle, warm and clear so of course I said, "yes." We get to the beach and start walking off to a nice secluded spot and sit down on some driftwood. There we were looking out on the ocean on a nice calm night, everything was perfect. I have my arm around her and she looked kind of nervous. She asked me if I have ever wanted to say something but didn't really know how to put it. Now, remember we are in a very romantic spot so I was thinking she was going to confide in me how much she liked me. Well, not even close she broke up with me! So, we have a very awkward walk back to the car and drive back to my house. What gets me is that I had no idea she wanted to break up with me. That was over a decade ago and I still remember it clearly.