Watching as my friends fall more and more in love with each other, I realized all of those failures I have are meaningless.  Yes, they have provided me with memories I will never forget, and taught me lessons to carry with me into future relationships, but they are only part of my past and have little influence over my future.  My friend and I have been in similar predicaments, where we were hopeless romantics craving intimate, romantic love.  Each rejection emboldened us with a sense of disparity towards love which made us give up.