My name is Dylan. The sea and all marine life are under my domain. I’ve been to the darkest depths of the world. On the surface, I seem like the kindest, gentlest person but there’s much more to me beneath.

Have you ever had something you love taken away from you forever without any forewarning? I have, and worst of all, I’ve also felt personally responsible for it all happening. After all, if I just behaved differently or never said the things I said, there would have been a different outcome.

Most people blame other people but I blame myself, because every friendship I’ve ever had seems to dissolve over time. No matter how close, eventually they all fade to black, and I’m left alone while they move on to bigger and better things in their lives.

Sometimes I wonder if they ever think of me, and remember the good times we had together. I try not to dwell in the past, but the nostalgia makes me happy, while it also makes me shed tears. Why did I have to be so cold and distant towards them? Why do all good things come to an end?

I should be thankful though because the loss of a friendship is nothing compared to the loss of a loved one. Most people I know who have passed have lived long, full lives, but there are others that haven’t. I can’t understand how life can be so unfair. What makes one person more valuable than another?

There is one solace in all of this — time. I’ve noticed that pain hurts terribly at first, but dissipates with each passing hour and day. Eventually, it all becomes a distant memory of a particularly rough patch in your life. What you have to remember is that hardships only make you stronger, because you learn to never make the same mistakes twice.