It's all bullshit.
I'm fucking sick of seeing shit like this plastered all over the place. As harsh as this is going to come across, it's groups like this that make moving on and getting over a past love so much harder. Let it the fuck go. Seriously, stop holding on to it. You're going to waste so much time being sad and lonesome instead of pulling yourself together and living happily anyway. Christ, what the fuck is wrong with people these days ? Shit, yes the person you want the most doesn't want you and it hurts. I get that. But seriously, it's not the end of the fucking world. There are over 6 BILLION people in this world. You really think that out of all those people, the person who doesn't value you as much as you value them is the "One" ?! Really ? No. You're wrong. That one-in-six-billion person is going to love you the fuck back, they're going to make you feel like a million fucking bucks, and they're always going to be there.
And you know what ? Comparing all new possible lovers to a lover that left you behind is fucking cruel and unfair. How dare you compare two completely separate people and expect them to match up to some fucked up expectation that you built for yourself ! Stop putting that shithead loser who lost you on some fucking gigantic pedestal. Stop comparing a person who actually makes you happy to some dropkick that makes you unhappy. You shouldn't hold yourself accountable for someone else's loss. Why waste your time on someone who obviously doesn't want you ? Go out there and find someone else who does, and be happy with them.
Stop wasting your time on shit people who don't love you the way you deserve.
The "One" is going to be that person who takes all of your expectations of relationships and love, and they're going to blow that shit up. They're going to blow your fucking mind and open your eyes to a beautiful world that you never thought existed. And most of all, they're actually going to be yours, and you'll be theirs. They're the one you caught and held onto, not the one that got away.