Spud1725,

You're not alone in what you've experienced. I've lost a love I held most dearly to the senseless act of a stranger who'd given up. He took my girlfriend with him. It's not something you ever forget, and it's not something you ever get over. 20 years later, it's still with me.

But I've learned to love again. Twice. The healing does happen, but it happens slowly. When you think about it, it's much like a physical wound. Cuts don't heal overnight. Gradually, layers and layers form over the cut until it's no longer open. There's a scar, it feels funny when you touch upon it and the memories of why it's there surface.

The pain will diminish and you'll learn to love again. If you need help getting through the darkness, find someone to talk to.

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Though I am different from you,
We were born involved in one another.

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

Complete surrender should not just come at moments in which one faces overwhelming odds, but in the calm when it seems one is personally in complete control of one's life.