Yes, it really will get better. It's a little less worse each day. Meanwhile, try to get with friends, go to the jams, have some fun! Don't forget your sense of humor.

About a million years back, I said "I do" and I did. He said "I do" but he didn't. I know that breaking up is lousy. I recall the stinging pain of finding out that my husband no longer wanted to be married. Yep, he "dun stomped on m' heart, & he mashed that sucker flat . . . he jist sorta stomped on mah aorta . . ."
That was a while back--the year John Lennon was shot. And what of my broken heart? Well, my heart recovered. But I'm still single, though. I guess I just never met the right feller.
But if'n any of you know his number . . .
His number is probably gonna be up by the time I find him, huh?



If all else fails, try this prayer:

God bless that schmuck
and keep that schmuck
Far away from me!