Love and the end of love

The end of a relationship is just so odd. Ever since I was really young, in my 20s, I could not understand how people who had been so close and shared so much could hurt each other so easily once one of them or both of them, had decided it was time to finish. Since then I have experienced two long-term relationships finish and I still do not understand how one can hurt the other so much for no reason at all. To find excuses to become angry with the other and put the blame on the other. I have now experienced that twice and although I really would like to find myself in another relationship, I really find this period of spliting hard, hurtful and unecessary. One makes a minor comment and it is turned upside down and inside out and for what? To cause an argument, so as to give oneself a reason to be sure that what one is doing is the right thing. Is it the right thing? I think not.