I have such a big problem with this. She was literally The One, she will never be replaced, and she married someone else--why am I even still alive after this? Why does God seemingly want me to stick around? There's zero chance any woman ever fills her shoes, I feel like one of those people whose kid died at age 5, like there's just this agonizing gaping chasm at the heart of my existence.
>>83427978tell us more about her anon
>>83427978There is plenty of fish in the sea or something anon I don't know
>>83427978How is she the one if you failed with her?
>>83427986>tell us more about her anonShe was slightly above average looking. Cute but not quite hot. But she was intelligent and articulate. She knew a lot about the world and its people. In her early years, she didn't give a fuck about impressing anyone or living up to anybody's standards--I liked that about her. But later on in her life she did start trying to conform and "keep up appearances" just like all her friends. And I just feel if her and I had been together I could have saved her from her decline into... that.
>>83427990>How is she the one if you failed with her?Erm, it wasn't like I TRIED and failed. I failed by just not showing up. I heard through the grapevine she was willing to give me a chance, but for some reason I just never acted on it. I wanted to stay at home feeling sorry for myself, just like I'm doing now.
>>83428003so you're a dariabug?
>>83427978I thought I would never get over my ex until I met this girl a few weeks ago, man she's exactly my type
>>83427978You endure the pain. Nothing else you can do.
>>83428003>But later on in her life she did start trying to conform and "keep up appearances" just like all her friends.My highschool crush did the samething into adulthood. The FUNNIEST thing is she married a guy that looked just like me. Like a 1:1 copy of me almost. Even my friends seen it. Fuck my life.
