I promise you,
one day, you'll meet a man who won't take all your care and passion for granted. He'll hold you like you deserve to be held. He'll tell you all the things you want to hear, and actually mean it; and tell you quite a few things you didn't expect to hear, pleasantly surprising you. And he'll keep doing that, he's gonna keep surprising you, so that in four months, a year, three years, that relationship between you does not go stale. You'll be older, wiser-- you won't make the same mistakes, you won't lead on a guy with stars in his eyes and ice in his soul when his feelings run deeper than yours. And when you do end up falling, like you did last time, this time, when you trip and fall and fumble, he will not leave you behind. Just because this guy didn't work out doesn't mean the next one won't. Let yourself hurt, and let yourself heal. But remember, girl, when you are ready, to let yourself trust again. You don't have to wear your heart on your sleeve. Just don't keep it locked away where no-one can get to it, because loneliness is a terrible thing. Honey, you are gold.
Go forth, and shine.