sadness

It is truely sad when you have been with someone for many years and wake up one day, and decide that this person your sleeping beside isn't the person you want to sleep beside for the rest of your life. This is the sort of thing I've been feeling for a while and have been trying so hard to ignore. It's been going on for months. I guess, really, it doesnt just all the sudden happen one morning but slowly over time changes. When this happens, then it makes you start to look back at all the previous people, particularly the ones you enjoyed being with, and wonder if maybe one of them were the right one? Did you pick the wrong one? Did you let go of the one God intended you for? Or are they still yet to come? Or is the one your with really the one your supposed to be with? Maybe it'll all work out? Why does love have to be so complicated? If God has picked someone for me to be with, why can't he just tell me who it is already before I make a mistake?