I feel like after a breakup my brain goes into a mode where I start fantasising and romanticising everything that happened, whereas the sane thing to do would be to analyse what went wrong as well. Was it an amicable breakup, or were you hurt? Did you hurt the other person or did the other person hurt you? How, and why? Sure, you might have made amazing memories and you can't discount the fact that, at times, it was beautiful. But was it all beautiful? Were you putting up with things that didn't sit right with you? Were you overlooked? Did you maybe give a lot more that you expected to and hardly got anything back? Love might be a one-way street, but relationships go two ways. If someone's always building a wall in-between the both of you, it wouldn't matter even if there wasn't an ocean separating the both of you, would it? Because there would always be an ocean in the space between the two of you. I can't spend every day breaking down that selfsame wall, only for you to build it up again.