I grew up in a broken home. Parents broke up when I was 12, and the entire time I tried to analyze what went wrong with their relationship, and concluded that they married too young, and did not get to enjoy the single life. Fast forward to college, I got into a relationship. I loved her and made sure that we both enjoy what single people did which is mainly socializing with different groups of friends. After 7 years of being happy, she broke up with me and said she didn't love me anymore. Ofc, i had mistakes along the way no one is perfect. At the end of it, she wasn't happy resulting to not loving me anymore. Fast forward a year later, i met a girl online, she's cool and all and after 2 months of dating she said she loved me, ofc i said it back. Now that I'm a bit more mature, I realized that the phrase "i love you" isn't the same "i love you" we were taught when we were children. There are many levels of love, I leave that to you to figure out.