I feel that the fact that I love you is like a bug in my life.
I obviously shouldn't love you, but I will love you when I see your eyes, I will love you when I hear your voice, the way you walk, the corner of your smiling mouth, and even the way you are angry, everything about you makes me addicted.
But now I finally understand that I cannot love you, and loving you is a bug that must be fixed in my life.