I hope, after 28 years, you’ve accepted this is never going to happen. It’s like some of these “old flame” relationships I have. We “love” each other, even flirt on FB, but acknowledge we’re in committed relationships with someone else. Nice to think about at two in the morning, but shit, don’t destroy yourself over forbidden fruit. The best revenge is living well. Besides, I doubt the real thing could ever live up to the fantasy you’ve built around it. “If you can’t have the one you love, love the one you’re with.”