The best thing about me

Just yesterday, I was talking to my best friend about my ex. I said I couldn't forget him, and that I still missed him a lot. Then he came up with a conclusion. He said I was feeling this way only because of one reason, I still haven't found another person to replace him.

I mean, yea, I guess it does help me to move on, but at the same time, it makes me wonder if it can really replace something that we have lost in life and fill up the hole inside our heart.

Ever since I was born, I was convinced by the fact that things that are lost can never be replaced. If you have read the book by Cecelia Ahern, A Place Called Here, I think you'll have a clearer idea of what I'm trying to imply. Once it's lost, it is lost. It can never be found, and it can never be replaced. Take my diary book as an example, I figured I've lost it. I went looking for it the whole day but still could not find a single trace of my diary book. Is it THAT important to me? No, not at all - despite it was brand new and I only written two entries on it. I just cannot cope with the fact that when it is lost, it is lost - it's still no where to be found. My parents said they would buy me a new one, a prettier one, but I didn't like how they think it was gonna replace my diary book.

It just can't. It is not what it was supposed to be. Lost things can never be replaced.

Just like Lxx, I lost him, literally. Yes I lost him, we lost contact, I lost everything of his. Can a new love help? Well, yes, to move on, but no, he can never replace Lxx. People are individuals, mind you, nobody can ever be replaced, nothing can ever be replaced.

So were all the other former lovers of mine. I lost them, they could never be replaced. Cxxx didn't replace Brxxxx, Brxxxxx didn't replace Lxxxx, Lxxxx didn't replace Wxx, Wxx didn't replace Lxx. As a matter of fact, I just got over them, but I still think about every one of them once in a while. (Not cheat, I don't love them anymore)

That's why, I think conclusion can be drawn here. Replacement is a good way of moving on, but it is not how we fill up the hollow space in our heart that was supposedly belong to different people that had come but then left.

Yes?