How Many Have You Loved?

A simple question, "How many have you loved?" Is your answer, one and only? Or is it several, all of whom have shaped your life?

I just watched this trailer and it makes me thinking something I refuse to think about. Lately I've been wondering if things went wrong or if something happen in the future.
It's 2012. October. Eleven years ago, I saw a boy in one hot summer afternoon. Yellow. It happened and I never thought something weird would trick me into this thoughts. Even now. And still, I don't know why.

How many have you loved?

How many do you loved?

How many will you loved?

"Who are their names?"

"Who, what, when, where, why."

We search for.

We wait for.

We hope for.

This trailer simply haunting me.
I don't wanna know the answer. It would kills me.
I said I don't wanna questioning anything about this, but the facts that I still keep wearing the ring makes me wonder how much I have loved. Yellow. I bought the ring when I was about 16 or something, had it carved in 2009 or 2010.
La Vita Nuova. It's from one of my best favorite words ever. The title of a great poem by Dante Alighieri where all feelings, mine precisely, written. Am I doing a terrible thing?
But the thing is, how much have I loved? How much will I love?