What love shouldn't feel like...

I feel angry. I feel angry that I can't be a bad person. I can't be that bad person that treats other people like crap and then walk around like I don't care what I did to hurt them. I'm angry that I can't let go of things that are not worth it. I'm angry that I cry at the thought of him and that the tears continue to fall down, down... Love shouldn't feel this way. Love is the wonderful feeling that you hold so dearly for someone and makes your heart skip a beat, with a smile spread across your face and--your whole self being is amazingly beautiful. But me? I'm angry. I hate myself for being vulnerable to his needs. I shouldn't care for someone who's in their own world. Doing their own things... I shouldn't care that the phone hasn't rang and the text hasn't came in-but I do. And it make me angry!!! so i sit here crying in frustration... Love shouldn't feel this way. It should be perfect and fit right...