I have suffered from a severe case of interpersonal transgression with this person. Described as my "ex", the last conversation we had last night ended along the lines of "I don't ever want to speak to you again".

It really really hurt, when I thought things couldn't hurt anymore. Sounds like a typical tantrum? We have managed to rub each other the wrong way all the time...

What is strange is that "I want to follow you" still lurks admist all this.
I think I will be good for you, if only you'd listen.
You can tell I really like this guy! But I will continue to be heart-broken for a long time to come.

So, it's hard to keep your personal life separate from work. I was incredible gloomy at work, though I have to put on a cheery face: afterall, who wants to go to an unhappy dentist?