Is it still considered love if its toxic? Of course not right?

Why am I stuck with this thought that our love was love?
Why does shit have to be so difficult?
If two people love each other, shouldn't they be together?

We're never going to be right for each other, no matter how hard we try.

I know you love me but you're letting your demons control you.

I love you but I don't want to cry anymore. I don't want to have those lonely nights crying about you or because of you. I don't want you to yell at me again. I don't want to yell at you again. I don't want you to freak out on me again. I'm done hearing sorry after sorry. Why can't we ever be enough?