Yeah.
'Fell in love' once, with a guy I dreamt about before. I still feel we're soul mates--I've never known anyone like him. But, alas, he's gay and moved on, and I'm not. I still feel him every waking moment, and it's driving me to suicidal thoughts on a level never before seen.
So, when someone says to move on, I want to pop them in the jaw, but instead I have to explain this isn't the normal misery.
Love, to me, is everything. Love for friends, family, and mates. My mate is central to my life, however, because it's there life begins. A partnership is what I need, as does any human; our brains and bodies are designed for it, whatever we like to tell ourselves. Unless something drastically changes, this will be the way. And it's also why I endorse people work through things before leaving them altogether. There are very few reasons I leave anything, and it's pretty much never happened.
But, as it is, people don't work through things. There's so much uncertainty in the world, we're all scared on some level, and I believe we're also all very lonely in our own way. People don't connect like they used to, and even then, I doubt it was that great. We're all becoming isolated and relationships are floating in the downward spiral, it seems.
I know you're pain, Angel. I'm in it right now, and it's agonizing. It's the worst pain I've ever felt, and that's saying quite a lot. I would really like to never feel this again, but I'm sure I won't stop feeling it now. This is a pain which will always ache deeply upon remembering what was lost, what could have been, what we were. I will always look for him in everyone I see, yet I'll never find him.