LOVE or LUST?

There is a fine line between love and lust, and i believe that what Hamlet felt prior to his crazyness was lust confused as Love. He may have well belived that what he was feeling was love- he told her this and wrote about it, but how oftan do we all tell a boyfriend or girlfriend that we love them, but not really mean it. What we felt was temporary, "puppy love", not the real thing. And honestly, how could he ever have loved someone who he treats like absolute crap. If it was really love at one point, he would at least be treating here with respect despite his emotional freakouts. He not only is calling this girl he supposibly loved a whore, but disrespecting her father. I dont blame the guy, Polonius is a D-bag, but if he really loved her that most likley would not happen. Also, if you really loved someone you wouldnt go around telling sex jokes about the poor girl, let alone to her face. WHAT THE HECK. get a life Hamlet. Okay, i realize your father died, and your mother is a whore, but oh my, get a life. Basicly i think Hamlet is a drammatic baby who needs to get over himself and learn how to respect people, no matter the circumstance. Especially the person you claimed to have loved. Hamlet doesnt know LOVE, he only knows LUST.