Oh, there are so many types of love in the world, dear. It's simply that the self-sacrificing type garners so much more attention than the other, far more exciting, far more interesting ones.

After all, one man I love at home? I love him because he's as cold as the Arctic Sea and would kill me in a heartbeat - if only he had a heart. [Sigh. Sebastian~♥] And would I kill him? Most certainly, without question, and with only the smallest regret that we never had that one wild fling together.

So don't sell your fledgling affections short, darling. Perhaps you simply have a more complicated love than others.