....What I'm trying to say is- I understand feeling as small and insignificant as humanly possible... and how it can actually ache in places you didn't know you had inside you. And it doesn't matter how many new haircuts you get or gyms you join or how many glasses of chardonnay you drink with your girlfriends. You still go to bed everynight going over every detail and wonder what you did wrong or how... you could've misunderstood. And how in the hell for that brief moment you could think you were that happy! And sometimes you could even convince yourself that he'll see the light and show up at your door. ...And after all that, how ever long that that may be, you go somewhere new and you meet people who'll make you feel worthwhile again. And little pieces of your soul will finally come back. And all that fuzzy stuff... those years of your life that you've wasted, will eventually begin to fade.