Love is when someone asks for a starburst and you give them a pink or a red one. Brief acquaintance is when you ask for a starburst and you give them an orange one. Pure hatred is when someone asks you for a starburst and you give them a yellow one.
Though, in truth, no one can ever *make* you feel anything.this could maybe be more accurately worded as,"I'm ashamed that I made the decision to stay when I felt so terrible in the situation. Staying is a choice.
If it's not making you better, it isn't love. True love makes you more of who you are, not less. - Mandy Hale (If thats the case i think i must only be capable of 'loving' myself. I always lose who i am in the place of girlfriend or lover.