Break-ups are always a sad thing

If we could stand at the edge of this relationship and I will push you down the steep endless cliff of uncertainty, and you fall down and fall hard into bitterness and I leave you alone to fall and never catch you nor look back at you, then at one point in time we find our paths meet and cross, will you remember the pain of abandonment or will you remember the good times we had?
At this point, out of drama and an unending fear of commitment I want to run away and throw myself to nowhere, cry and fail miserably, once more, in a relationship.
I do not want to count the relationships I’ve been in. ALL relationships.
Break ups are always a sad thing. And the fear of it, I fear more than itself. It’s like being scared of falling apart. It’s worrying about the feeling dying. It’s more of the fear of hurting somebody else rather than the fear of getting hurt.
Letting go (of a relationship) is the realization that neither one controls the other, that it takes two to tango, and that a later time one or the other may fall out of rhythm and dance a new step.
They say there is a thin line between love and hate. (I guess this goes out to SA.) When you start to fall in love you find yourself hating the person, or getting irritated by that person you love. I figured it’s because you have no other way of expressing your feelings.
And I say when you fall out of love, you find yourself at one point, hating the person. I know it’s because you feel you lost. Anger will always supress any feeling. If we fall out of love, it’s not always because we chose to, I guess. It may be because things did not work out well, and not all ends meet. Tears of pain will always turn into tears of hate one time or another, especially if you let them to.
And hate, as the great Yoda said, leads to suffering.
Why suffer from a break up or a falling out?
Smile because it had happened, and you had something in your life, a precious memory to hold on to.