I know how you feel my darling. Heartbroken. Shattered. Clueless.
Yesterday, someone asked you, “who do you think will stand by your side?" And you felt that your lips were sewn shut.
Everybody you should love and trusts’ names felt rough and raw on your tongue like they were complete gibberish.
So instead you whispered your own name like a secret into the abyss and hoped no one saw the sadness that stood as a shadow on your face.
He met you. He wanted you. He liked you. He chased you. He got you. He had you. And he left you.
Think of him as a blizzard, and your longing for him as a volcano. He has taken your soul from you and gone. And your pain is churning inside you. But even blizzard and volcanos have a point where they end, and so will the memories of him that haunt you and inflict pain.
You and your love are both gentle and some people will come into your life and take your innocence for granted. This is just how the world is, my darling.
Diamonds exist but so do steel and sometimes it is the sparkling diamonds that we need to watch out for because they are brittle. Where as steel could be vacuous but it can be molded the way you desire.
Navigating the world is a hard thing, especially for girls who are made of cotton candy flavoured madness and seek happy endings in love that are harder than finding a pearl in the deepest part of ocean.
My darling, you are not a tender flower someone could trample upon, and damage your very soul. But you are a wildfire. And you are determined to devour the anguish and pain that he has caused you.
You are not a meek dew drop my dear, but you are a triumphant ocean. And oceans are shapeless and and can survive everything, even the wrath of weather and shifting tectonic plates. Just like you will survive losing what you thought would be your forever love.