Originally Posted by
Altenweg
Sadly that's part of life. Love and loss, moving on, finding love again. Trust me, you aren't the first person to go through this, you won't be the last. I know it feels like your heart is being torn out of your chest, you truly believe that you feel worse then anyone else does, but you don't.
My first love and I had so much chemistry, we loved to be around eachother, loved just talking to eachother, everything was wonderful, then we broke up. The sad thing is, I think I missed his friendship more then anything else. The sound of his voice, his company, the discussions we'd have. It was a hard thing to get over, it took a long time before I stopped crying every time I thought of him.
Weeks turned into month, months turned into a year. One night my friend invited me to a club for her friends birthday party. I realldy didn't feel like going, but decided to get my arse out and have some fun. I had no intentions of meeting anyone other then a new friends. When this guy came up to me, started flirting, I flirted back casually, but that was it.
Well, that guy and I have been together since that night, 19 years, married for almost 14, two great kids, blah, blah, blah. So don't give up on love, it's out there. :)
Really mushy lately, must be something in the water. ;)