Once upon a time you loved me and I loved you. That hasn’t really changed. At least not completely. The passage of time and your missing presence have inevitably dulled the feelings. Whether as a defense mechanism, to cover the hurt, or because that’s what a hectic life does to a broken heart, I cannot say for sure. Maybe it’s a little of both.
I don’t know if it is the same for you, if the time apart has changed you as it has changed me, or if maybe these changes are just superficial. I’m not even sure I can answer that for myself, let alone for you.