OK, I'll play your silly little pedantic game.
If it were truly love, then it would also entail respect and a true admiration for the other individual. That being the case one cold get over the desire to "possess" this person and maintain a healthy friendship.
Your allowance for sad, weird, twisted and obsessive "love" basically denies the person that is the object of the emotion, and turns them into an object itself, much the same way that I "love" Keira Knightley's tits, or these peanuts I'm eating.