Oh come on, use your head. You've found someone you love, and that loves you. You've got someone around that believes everything about you is perfect, someone you might well spend the rest of your life with. They understand you, they get you. They care.
The one person, the first person I could say I loved is gone. The person that got me, understood me, cared about me. The one person who really made me feel beautiful. And he's not coming back. Even if he does, he isn't going to remember any of that. And he may not even be quite the same person.
I'm sick and tired of being droppd from person to person. Tired of being pushed away and treated like a fragile little piece of glass.