So maybe you didn't need that pocket angel.
Sometimes the pain of separating can prevent you from feeling the love that remains for a time. That love's a gift. Even the tears are a gift.

And there's power in the gifts you give
Of laugher love and song
And tears that fall like gentle rain
When the wheel of time rolls on

We can kick ourselves because of how strongly we loved someone because when they leave, we're a royal mess. It hurts like nothing else because there's now something awake in us that maybe had been sleeping. The ability to feel that pain, though, means we feel the love just as strongly, and it's the love that will last.