We all have... that One, the one who got away. The one we fell for or simply were attracted to, but we never got. That One, but not necessarily The One, at least not the first time around. That One who slips into our fantasies late at night when we're feeling melancholy or nostalgic. Maybe we took a chance once and it simply didn't work out. Maybe we never took the chance... and we wish we had. We all have the name of the One Who Got Away tattooed...