Love?

When I told Rachel I'd never love anyone as much as her, I meant it. Looking back, I feel that sentiment will hold true. There is no way I could ever give up so much of myself for anyone again. I will never love that much. I can't. I don't have it in me anymore. I, somewhat, feel terrible for that. I want to be able to love fully again, but I don't believe it's possible. I don't know where this will lead me, or the true long-term ramifications, but it is quite interesting to consider.