Broken or Lost or Never?

{See?  History does repeat itself.  I'm writing two posts in one day.}


Sometimes I wonder where the best spot is if you can't have something in its full effect.


Is it best to have its resemblance in a broken form?  To acknowledge that what you've got isn't all it's cracked up to be, but at least you've got "it", if only in name?

Is it better to have had it once and have it leave?  So that you can remember how it once was and still believe you could have it again?

Is it best to never have had it at all?  To not understand what it feels like at all, but to live vicariously off of others?

Would one be better off left cynical and wondering if it would be better not to have it at all?

Would one feel best wallowing in the past with the full strength of memory assaulting you?

Would one be better with the ignorant dreams that frustrate the mind and fill the heart with doubt?

Can it be fixed?

Can it return?

Can it be found?

No one can really ever know, because you can only be in one state, and the grass-is-greener principle keeps most people thinking the other two have it lucky.  At any rate, all three options hurt tremendously.