Completion.

Making me fear you, will only make me stronger.
Making me envy you, will only cause chaos.
Making me feel depression, will only cause your loneliness.
Making me hate you, will only be your regret.
Making me cry, will leave you guilt.

Making me care, will probably benefit you.
Making me thoughtful, will probably cause me to think of you.
Making me look at you, will probably cause me to think you're the only one in my eyes.
Making me smile, will probably cause your happiness.

And making me fall in love with you, will probably cause a bittersweet disaster...
You've created me, so now I am complete.