You were hurt badly, and those scars will be with you for ever. I feel sorry for you, I really do. But think of it like this: it’s not too late to recover. You’re young, you’re tough. You’re adaptable. You can patch up your wounds, lift up your head and move on.
Since I met you, I’ve felt abandoned without your nearness; your nearness is all I ever dream of, the only thing.
I fear not the sea,
for I am able to swim.
I fear my thoughts,
in which I drown.
Find someone who knows how to calm your storms.
I take great care of myself by carefully shutting myself away.
Stay away from the ones you love too much. Those are the ones who will kill you.