After all these years, there’s still only one person in this world that can really hurt me. It frightens me to see how I can get out of a relationship that lasted 14 months, without being hurt even a little, while an angry message from him leaves me drowning in tears until I manage to fix everything. I’m just really scared that I’ll never be able to love someone as much as I loved him. Overlooking the huge mess we made and the uncountable fights we had, that still means shit in contrast to the feeling I got when we were together. I never felt more comforted or more home.