"You'll get over
it…" It's the clichés that cause the trouble. To lose someone you love is
to alter your life forever. You don't get over it because "it" is the
person you loved. The pain stops, there are new people, but the gap never
closes. How could it? The particularness of someone who mattered enough to
grieve over is not made anodyne by death. This hole in my heart is in the shape
of you and no one else can fit it. Why would I want them to?
~Jeanette Winterson, Written on the Body
