The day you left was just my beginning.

Something was brought to my attention today. Falling out of love is something that we all must suffer, but it is important to realise, there are two sides.

We don't find the one we love straight away. There are mishaps, casualties and complete and utter mistakes but when you do find that person, the one who it hurts to be away from, that is everything. There is a person who you feel you need, someone you wish would be with you forever and then one day they decide they don't want you. The problem with this is that you still need them. You know you can't call them, but that doesn't mean you don't want to. You know that if you see them it hurts more and that they don't care. Falling out of love is a thing between two people even if one doesn't care anymore.

I remember a point in my life where I thought that I was completely alone and because he didn't love me anymore that there was something I did, the way I looked and the things I liked which made him want to get away from me. I thought that because he wasn't there that I shouldn't be either. It feels like there is nothing else, that nothing is complete, nothing even resembles a layout plan. There are no words. You start to question if they ever loved you in the first place and most of the time they didn't. But which hurts more that he loved and left or that he just left? Maybe both.

Falling out of love is something that we all must suffer, but it's important to realise that today may have been the worst day in your life but tomorrow may be the best, you just have to get there.