56 years, until he died.
Pain and pleasure. He was always the one who got away, but he never stopped being my best friend, right up to 3 days before he died, we talked 2 or 3 times a week.
My girlfriend died in 91, still got a torch for her....ho hum ;)))
10 years! It turned out that I didn't love him after all...he was a complete jerk and it made things all the more easier to let go!
So far, about 15 years.
I don't think I will ever let it go, and I don't really want too. I've accepted it and I treasure the memories.
She and I are still very close friends. Just separated by time and distance. It is what it is, and I will be okay with what we have.
Granted, it wasn't like non
In the meantime I had several relationships and a 9 yr marriage, though! And the ex I still had feelings for had 3 children with a girlfriend of his!
14 years ....Not for a lost love, for one that I'll always know I never got to have because she's no longer with us.
Life lesson...Pain molds us and gives us our true strength to be who we want and need to be
two years three months
almost 5 years..........all better now
too embarrassed to answer that.
I like how you described that, I feel the same way.
20 years and counting.
Naah not really, I'm happy enough with Mrs tarq, and I recently got in touch with the girl in question, unfortunately, or possibly fortunately, she live on the side of the planet.