It's funny, you know, how hurt you feel when you realize people you love don't really meet your expectations. I guess we all form ideas of who a person is based on who we want them to be, rather than who they actually are. When the truth hits you like a bullet to the chest, that they are not even close to who we wanted them to be, it hurts so bad. At least at first it does.
And then our hurt changes to anger at them and us. At them for having broken our image of them, and at ourselves for having been a fool.
And then our anger changes to ignorance to them, their actions, their words. All of them mean nothing any more. We don't feel hurt or anger. Just the realization that expecting nothing causes no pain. We expect things from people we love but from those we don't love, we just don't expect. And the world seems a much nicer place with all the hurt and anger lost from our hearts. True the love to that person may be lost, but our mind is free. And I think that is most important.