So he dumped you, boo-freaking-hoo. Get over it already, you big wuss.
Yeah, we know you really loved him. Yes, we know you had something "special". Yes, we know he told you he loved you. Yes, we know no one else had even been as happy together as you two. Blah, blah, blah.
But if he really loved you, you wouldn't be at this site, would you? No. You'd be making the two-backed beast and annoying the downstairs neighbors.
So, as painful as it is to admit, he didn't love you. It sucks, sure, but don't take it personally. Why not? Because all it means is that they weren't right for you. Bummer, huh? Well, deal with it.
Guess what? He is one of 6 billion homo sapiens on this planet. So even if the love of your life was one in a million, there are still 6,000 people EXACTLY like them. Frankly, he isn't all that special.
What you have to remember is that most of the time, people are looking for something different, not better. That's why even beautiful people get cheated on. Just look at [insert latest shocking celebrity breakup here].
No matter how attractive someone is, there's always somebody who's sick and tired of putting up with their shit. -- Unknown Genius
Love is a combination of traits (personality, temperament, education, sense of humor, looks, etc.). And most people are looking for someone who has the right combination for them (and you should be looking for that, too.)
So it's not a case of finding someone that's BETTER than you--as if you are a worthless piece of scum—but just different than you. Maybe you're too intense for them. Or too funny. Or not docile enough. Or too nice. Or maybe they're using some arbitrary bullshit thing like your teeth aren't white enough. Hey, it happens.
People are idiots. Even people you love. (Look at your parents.)