Here's the thing

She can’t fall in love with someone else because she’s still in love with you. She knows she can’t afford to just runaway and forget those moments that you shared for years. It was never an easy task. She is not ready to move on.

And so she keeps from spinning and dancing in that hurricane of memories and hopes, where the sins and regrets—all brought by the instability of her fucked-up self—go along with the wind of these thoughts that harasses her cold and bruised skin.