What do you love about them?
Become that.
But not like a vampire, that whole effort will expire in you like the magnetic flowers, it will droop and deplete you. Become that, like a champion, on your own... admitting that sometimes what you love about another is what you're most afraid of about yourself. Heal from that fear. Put down the telephone. Put it in the moment. Admit it, that some love is cowardice, laziness even, and still so radiant and what it devours and how to pray to yourself in the near dark facing the mirror, sit up straight, relax your shoulders, smile with your heart, say, you make me smile with my heart... you're the one forever one, it's been you all along
