Many poets, songwriters and lovers tell endless stories about the struggle between the 'heart' and the mind. Many lives were lived focusing on satisfying one over the other. Romeo, Juliet, Hitler, Spartans and Martin Luther King, Jr. But where was the line that they found... where is that spot in the sand... when was the moment that they decided they needed to stop? and why?
I think it is possible to spend your entire life loving somebody who does not even know you exist-- hello, have you ever heard a country song?!
Seriously though... where is that line? How many times can a person be shrugged off before they stop attempting to be a friend?