Love Has Faded into Haze

What is love? What does it feel like to fall for someone? What does it mean to like someone, or to feel affection for them?

And what is hatred? The dignity and peaceful life I'd counted on were suddenly overturned, leaving me constantly restless and irritable.

Why, when I'd clearly already let go, am I slowly becoming so unwilling to accept this? Is it hatred, or...?