I am stuck

I love you, not in past tense, never will. I just came to a point where I realized the amount of stupidity I was creating. I took a good look and found all the good things I have been pushing around my plate. Because it would not fit the void you made. I would cut away the excess and found they weren't nice anymore, so i'd throw it away. i tried to fill the gaps but found it's not the same. i've been trying to make things fit what i thought was right, thinking you're the perfect mold. it's a weird kind of relationship. expecting nothing but still hurting, missing something i thought i'd let go.it hurts. then i hit the wall, with nothing. i can't stop hoping cause i never did. can't end something that never began. and now at this point i am stuck