Why is it that the name we used to adore and love so much somehow turns into a sound of utter aversion. The name that we used to hear, which once made us feel like there were little metal butterfly flying around in our stomach, later turns into a nauseating emotion.
It never happens the other way around. Some say if the love you once had reciprocates itself in such a manner, then it was not love after all. But, is that true?
