I just want you to know that you're not alone in this regard- I wonder every day if this life is just not one in which I was meant to be happy. You're not alone.
Sorry to hear that. Yeah, I know I'm not alone, although those who obsess over true love are very few and very far between.
I've become so emotionally dull after who I then thought was my "true love" was unfaithful to me, a number of months ago... making me break up with her, of course. At least we never even met, due to some unforeseen circumstances, so I never lost my virginity to her. But while I am entirely over her, now, it kind of feels like I've started emotionally dying. If it wasn't for the fact that I've had predictive dreams for this particular time of my life - something I've never had before - then I probably would have little hope for a change in my future. Not that these predictions I've had seem to have meant a single thing... I'm really kind of sick of them and I think I'd prefer not having them, anymore. They've made me make up false theories that haven't been of any good to me. Then again... I now know I might as well ignore them.
...No, I'm not crazy, really I'm not.

(Says the guy who wants to kill countless people (although who deserve it), wants a 24/7 Master/slave relationship, wants to have a future, romantic suicide pact with his slave and true love, and wishes it was possible (although it is in "death") to cut open his true love and gently spread out her intestines, and kiss her guts and then fuck her while she is like that (with her loving it, of course), and then close her up, afterwards, and she'd be just as normal, again... etc., etc... but nope, he really isn't crazy.)