In speaking to me about some troubles I had been having with one particular boy, my dad said something that stuck with me. He told me that loving a woman is like having a little bird.
If you try to squeeze this little bird close to you and put this little bird in a cage in hopes that she won't be lost from you, you are preparing yourself for the inevitable.
This little bird will fly away from you if she likes. She does not trust nor love you. She can find safety elsewhere.
After all, aren't these birds made for flight? There is magnificence in her ability to fly. If it is suppressed, this beauty and freedom will no longer exist. It is swept aside as if it were naught but the bird's funny hobby or cute little trick.
True love is lost when forced or manipulated.
Instead, it is crucial day to build trust day after day. It takes time. Care for this little bird. Love and honor her divine mission to fly. Encourage her flight.
She can then fly to you.