Listen.

I always related to Scarlet O'Hara in Gone With The Wind.
A stubborn mule that was the tragedy to her own life.
And he's like the Rhet Butler of my story.
Patient enough to try and love that mule.
But Scarlet, she's a idiot.
She pushes him away.
And he eventually gives up.
And it's when he gives up that she realizes she loves him.
Frankly, he doesn't give a damn.
And she's left there, damned.