I hope someone gets it when I say I don't think I'll love like that ever again. And yeah, I know. I'm 19, wtf, how immature of me to say. The memories gather up in my head though, with each person I date and lose. It's only worse this time. I was with you after I'd closed myself off to any sort of romance for a year and a half. So I opened my soul to you, my life to you. My happiness and my...