It’s literally the strangest feeling. One day, you go from the independent and free personality to the dependent and self-sacrificing lamb. You willfully close the door to your own cage and somehow, you become satisfied with that lifestyle. And once in the cage, you enjoy everything about it even if before, you were the most independent of them all. You become satisfied with the smallest touch, a simple kiss, the sheer aura. Self-sacrifice. Dependence. Satisfaction. That is what love is.