To avoid speaking badly of anyone, let me simply say that this was the time in which the relationship went sour. Though my initially reaction was pathetic, it eventually moved into a regular see-sawing of which of was was trying to keep on the other's good side. I recall a feeling of defeat setting in as I one day decided to try to force a sort of mediocre affection level, thus controlling the balance. In my mind, thus was my desperation leading me to wonder if trying to run a more typical relationship would hold it together, in essence betraying all my own feelings on love. All in all, this was the most painful period of the relationship, as the possibility of it working still existed.