I wonder if it is really better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. If for every moment you were truly happy, there would be 10 moments of sadness, would you chip in? But would the sweet be as sweet without the bitter? I see so many people whom have never been in a relationship desire that experience. But when i tell them that a broken heart is truly not nice, they just dont seem to mind as long they get to experience it. In my experience, not only did the break up tore me apart, but cremated my spirit. You see, when i entered the relationship i was a nobody. Unwanted, uncared for. But after I met her she was everything. Everything. Including my foundation, mypride, my purpose. The one i thought i could always count on. And it was so for a moment. Until she took all of her baggage and everything i put into our relationship and left. I was left empty, dumbfounded and lost. Sometime i see her mirage and i talk to it... yea i've lost it. And curse the day i ever desired love. So my question is : is it Better To Have Loved And Lost Than To Have Never Loved At All?