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Time. That's it. There are some things time doesn't heal, it just give you the ability to cope a little better.
About 20 years ago I was with the woman I wanted to spend the rest of my time on earth with. Unfortunately we were both addicts and the drugs were stronger than the relationship. We split up and went our separate ways. We talked about getting back together when we got our shit together.
One day I was reading a newspaper in a public library. I got this really bizarre urge to read the obits. I saw her obit. I have since been married, divorced, had children, and loved other women. But not like I loved her.
I still think about her. Less so now, but I still do. It hurts, but it's a different hurt. Time has changed it, made the hurt less intense.
I think sometimes that's what happens to some of us. It isn't fair or good but sometimes it's just what happens. I'm sorry I do not have advice to give, I just felt like saying I understand how you feel.
Thats what ive heard time.. I just feel like I'll never find another one like her. She was Indian from India, but she also was adopted so she had that Midwestern working clas personality personality to her.
She was so kind and sweet...
I had a drug problem (still do) and even though she was an alcoholic she thought it was gross and just didn't understand opiates addiction, or hard drugs in general. It was just gross and weird to her.
You will never find another like her, because all love is unique. You'll find others, though, and they'll be amazing in their own ways.