Biochemically, All Is Fair
There's nothing in this world so sweet as love. And next to love the sweetest thing is hate.
- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
I stare hard into his hazel eyes. Those damned eyes. I blink, and I'm bombarded with flashes of those eyes through lenses of love, trust, fear and anger. My blood is pumping with passion, sped on by norepinephrine and vasopressin. The neurons in a round structure at the base of my forebrain are firing like crazy, a cacophony of neural activity. I glance down at his lips.