Better to have loved another and lost another, then to have never known if "love" existed between one and another, my friend. You had imperishable memories and experiences, while people like I may never even have the boldness or courageousness to speak for ourselves and may never see that putrid definition of love the same comedic, simplistic way Hollywood and romance novels seem to envision it. Remember what you had together and move on, move on but don't lose your train of thought and keep yourself together, you lucky bastard. You made your chances once, you can make them again.
In other words:
GET UP OFF THE DAMN COUCH YOU TEARY-EYED FATASS AND TAKE IT TO MYLIFEISAVERAGE.
