I can't agree that it's the most horrible worthless thing in the world, having just come out of a relationship. I would have agreed with you prior to that. I m

I can't agree that it's the most horrible worthless thing in the world, having just come out of a relationship. I would have agreed with you prior to that. I managed to get over it relatively quickly, with several realizations. The hurt I felt, wasn't that love was lost, but that I no longer had a place for all the love I had. This leads to the understanding that love cannot be lost, it's a resource inside us all, and we just have to find other means to redirect it. To think of love, from the perspective of a single entity, leads to the kind of thinking of it being worthless. But the shared love that we think of romantically is coming from a multitude of entities, it isn't lost but as a resource redistributed elsewhere. In death love is truly lost on one side, but is also somewhat immortalized on the other. This solidification of love, is similar to the concept of heartbreak, we don't want to share that love, but the easiest way to free ourselves of the pain is to love. Love is something you create and give. It can't really be lost, because every day is another day to create or find something to love. You have to separate the concept of love from the entities and relationships. I still love her, always will, but I had to say goodbye to the friendship because trying to hold onto her was doing exactly what you said. It was killing me, trying to hold on to the relationship, as she started moving on with another. I realized that they deserved a chance, she was chosing to move on with her life and love. That hurt, but what hurt the most was that I couldn't share my love with her any more without possibly alienating him and the love he gave. I realized those things about love coming from inside and being okay with moving on and focusing on things and others. Accepting that love and care sometimes require sacrifices of ourselves for the good of others.