Thoughts for the day: Is this what I made it out to be?

I want to be strong. That's one of my goals I want to be able to go through a day and not think of you, it's this sad burning feeling at the pit of my stomach. Why do I feel like my life was supposed to be intertwined with yours? Why do I feel like this thing called love is what brought us together? Why did we fall apart? That was the key, wasn't it? You had been looking for a way out, yes? I'm sorry you still felt like there was other things out there that you were needing to search for. It made me feel incredibly dull and unimportant. But I guess it wasn't all about me was it? You had your needs. But why oh why did I or you let it get this far? Why did we let this play on for so long and then in the end I can't even sleep in my bed cause it reminds me of you? My heart aches, not as bad as it did they day you finally left. Do I feel this hole because you left and I didn't? It wasn't my choice to leave it was yours? Is that why it hurts so bad?

Is it ever bad that I let you know your on my mind? When I'm the last thing on yours. Is that as pathetic as I make it out to be? Can I say this is love? Or is the borderline stalker creeper thing? I really want to call it love, is that what makes me even sadder because I thought I was in love?

"I almost had this perfect love where life would have been carefree, but can you see me drowning in my own dreams?"