Our hearts are like children and our brains are like adults.

They must work together,

and strike an equilibrium of responsibility and love.

Too much power either which way is never good.

When you don’t love someone, you just don’t.  And there is no way to soften that, or make it sound better, or provide any kind of runner-up consolation prize that isn’t a complete slap in the face. There are often just those unrequited feelings which leave one person feeling like an anthropomorphic pile of feces and the other like the world’s biggest asshole. But that’s life.