In the passage of growing up, we become less complete.
Even if you managed to find the ultimate anchor point, somewhere along the way, bits and pieces of you would have flaked off and be left with some others whom you have interacted/encountered prior to this one.

A part of you is left with X.
Sometimes you can only recollect in solitary.
It's just special and melancholy.

It is a bit sad.
As much as one is selfish and hope for his or her partner to stay whole, it is in fact impossible unless you are his or her first.

Still, cheers to life and good health. :)