She was scared to get close to anyone because anyone who’s ever been close to her just wasn’t anymore. She’s never been loved, or been in love. Frozen heart, watery eyes. She’s still stuck in her head with her demons. Telling her not to sleep, to sleep all day, not to eat, to eat all day. Telling her she’s worthless. Remembering her that soon, the only person who makes her laugh will leave. She’s still trying to figure out how to deal with life. Still trying to find joy in simple things. To prove her she was wrong.