wounded in love

Tell me what a feeling looks like. Sad. It’s just in there. What makes me sad? See a woman that I love, got married, had a children, and lived happily with her family. A feeling never leaves you. Really. I tried to avoid it and bury it for the last nine years thinking that I had been pretty far from it. I tried to replace it with another one. It worked a little bit, temporarily, but not erasing it. Maybe this what people called wounded in love. What can a year do to you? It can torture your feeling for the rest of your life. That’s what I felt. Is feeling real or merely an illusion of imagination?