Can't move on...

Just when your promised the world, the world ends. Isn't that how it always works? Right when it's good again, it's taken from you & you have no choice, or say in the matter. I don't understand the reasoning behind love. I don't understand what it stands for or what it means. I thought it meant waiting for 5 o'clock to come everyday & running into his arms after work, or kisses at the most random times, jumps on the bed waking me up just to tell me "I'm home, now go back to bed baby". I thought it was your best friend day in & day out. And nothing in the world mattering but him. I thought it was having someone so in love with me & me being all that mattered. I thought it meant being married, and for the rest of my life waking up to you next to me. I thought it was fighting, then reminding me how much you loved me and that no fight was to big. I thought I had the best love could get. But just when you think you have the world, the world ends. Isn't that how it always works?