Wishing I Wasn't Wishing

I just don't know how I could have done all of this any differently. I have been having doubts about my decisions, primarily my decision to break up with my last girlfriend a while back. I had hoped that we could get back together after some time, but have since talked with her and emailed and it appears that these hopes of mine are really pipe-dreams. I think that the hurt that this has caused her will not be easily gotten over. That isn't even taking into account her family, with whom I spent many fun hours getting to know; I do not think that they will be willing to take me back into their trust and confidence. Perhaps this was the classic example of being in the right place at the wrong time? I have some really mixed feelings on the whole thing; I really miss her and wish that we could do things together again, but am afraid that if we were to start doing things again that we would inevitably end up in the same condition we were in when I broke us up. It's a damned shame, really. She is all kinds of good. It just sucks that we met when we did, really. If I had already done the rebound bit before I had met her things would certainly be different. I guess that is the only realistic hope I can hold to: that after enough time has gone by, perhaps her hurt will be forgotten/forgiven at about the same time my own personal pain becomes manageable and we can start over like two new people. ~sigh...