Did I love her?

I couldn't see a life with her,

but life without her isn't much better.

I want her to be happy,

but can't I be happy for once.

Why does knowing not help.

Why did we start this if we both knew it wouldn't last.

It was fun, stressful, exciting, lovely, and not me.

And not you.

We tried so hard to change, but for What?

Did you really love me?

Did I really love you?

Will I ever know without a doubt in my mind that I love someone?

Will they love me the same?

How do I move on from one path of life to another?