Falling out of love with someone reminds me of finishing a novel that you just could not put down from the very first page, when the book is almost over you are heart 
broken to leave the characters behind, you will never know them in the way you did 
before, you don’t get to see the love story continue, who goes off to college, or 
whether or not a child grows up happy, the continuations of the characters stories 
do not exist, you can re-read the story a hundred times over but it will never change the ending, you will love other books but they will never be that particular book, 
and that’s the worst part isn’t it.