By the skin of my teeth...

He doesn't know how to get over it, because at this point he's so tired of himself. He doesn't know how to let go. And he realizes that you don't let go just once. You say goodbye over a lifetime. You might not have thought about it for a couple of years, then you'll hear a song or you'll walk past somewhere that reminds you of a life you could have had - something will come to the surface that you'd totally forgotten about. And you say another goodbye. You have to be prepared to let go and let go and let go a thousand times. Does it get easier? Not much, he knows.