I felt all the right things as I define love until I stopped feeling them. So, when someone you love doesn’t fulfill your needs and realistic expectations, love doesn’t exactly cease, there was a very long trying to repair it period that didn’t work, then it morphed and become toxic. I know there is love because I don’t feel hate. I don’t want to hurt him. I want us both to be happy, it just won’t be together. Hey, I actually did put him before me in this situation by divorcing him. I’m cutting him loose to live and be happy.