No hate but love.
And the point that I have been trying to make is that it is NOT such a big deal in general but it IS everything (well, almost everything) for me.
Being punished for love makes little sense, does it. Do I deserve to be angry ? Am I wrong when I do, and is it that the love was not true? But my mother also gets angry at me ...when I irritate her...anger then is probably just a human weakness and not an acid test for love.
I am just too engrossed by this one person. And the person seemingly can't be less engrossed. The operative word is "seemingly" .
