It is a fact. Entropy always wins. In thermodynamics. In life. In self love. In love for others. In love from others. The unavailability of energy in the system at some point always shows up and spins it all into disorder.
At some point we simply can no longer fight the gradual decline of self love, or the gradual decline to accept love from others or of giving more unconditionally of our own, as we show up as disorder, if only at first, to ourselves.
Do we accept? The fact that love wanes. That we end up settling. For who we are. For who they are. As our only survival is to let the heat distribute evenly over time. Ultimately end up unloved from our inability to accept or give love, as we involuntarily destroy the last remaining room for love.