I didn't think I could love anymore.

That intimate passionate naive love seemed extinct.

I could see why he was so in love with her, she was lovable. I felt a hint of jealousy but of their love not of her or him. She had what i once had with him and I longed for that whether it was with or without him. I just wanted to fall stupidly in love like I had in high school before I knew how harsh love could be. All that mattered then was being together and happy. After him I had other "fulfilling" relationships and after each failed it started to dawn upon me that my perception of love had changed.  

Now, it was inevitable failure until someone showed me otherwise. I'm still waiting.....