As the last sentence came to an end, he went through the years without him, as if he was a different person. Every day, he was the only one standing there in his mind. Every time he carved his name on his arm, and depicted it countless times, his love eventually turned into hate carved on his desk when he disappeared. Anger, hate, love, intertwined, hate comes and goes, still hate him for disappearing, hate him for being decisive, hate him for not loving him
Crazy criticism/force/love-hate entanglement
Intention: a sudden whim