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Heartbreak is one of the hardest things I've had to deal with, harder than death or any number of crises which I've been through. Part of it may be that the one person in the world I found more beautiful than any other human (on any number of levels) is still out there and doing very well for herself. I'm exquisitely proud to have known her and to have been loved in some small way by her... but... because she's still out there, and somehow that makes it seem possible, just maybe, to find a way to work things out. Even when you damned well know it's never going to happen. She's too big for me, alot of people will know of her before long, and all I want is a quiet little life of well-earned success. But damned if I don't wish we could just have somehow managed to remain friends. Well. What can you do?