rational person: "But she slept with your brother's fiancee, could it perhaps be lust?"
me: "But I obsessed over my love for her for thirteen years, only to find out it wasn't going to happen! I didn't need to have sex with her, I just wanted to be near her, to hold her and squeeze her and cover her with little kisses. I wanted her to love me like she said she did. I dreamed I would marry this girl one day. That's not lust! Lust is for freaks!"