That one thing is something that I will likely never have, unless I pull some slick shit and step on some people in the process, something I am not really prepared to do.
It is disgusting to me that everything [except one highly-impossible-to-accomplish] aspect of my life is going miraculously well, and yet that one, almost unreachable thing, makes me sad.
You can't forget about something that makes you crazy.
"She got the goldmine,
I got the shaft."