Why do so many of us do whatever we can in any means possible to be a part of a hurtful destructive cycle of rejection from a romantic interest? Someone whom somewhere along the line we have attached ourselves to? Because the heart want what it wants, really? A feeling that i can only compare to what I have heard being strung out on heroin and trying to kick it feels like seems not worthy of such extreme pain. Why would my heart want to repeatedly feel the hurt of disregarded over and over with little to know remorse by the inflicting party?