Saw her at a stop light today. First real look I've had in 6 months. I doubt she saw me as I was I car length off to the side. Funny, made my heart race and jump into my throat. Looking at her made my emotions trip. I felt overwhelmed by sadness, longing and, yes, love. I loved this woman with all I had. I wish I didn't feel this way. I know I mean nothing to her, probably never did. But it was real to me. She's moved on and I was merely a pit stop until someone better came along. I wish I could put this behind me.
That "heart race" and jump in your throat was your "fight or flight" response. Very difficult to manage... .it's a body-level recognition that something in the vicinity is dangerous.
6 months is not a long time out... .you WILL eventually put it behind you.