And so you revealed that which once gave you solace and provided you with a safe shelter against the infamous blows of a cruel world. You expected it to be taken lightly but to your own surprise this person is actually encouraging you to resume it and share it with the world because, after all, you used your own pain, hatred and suffering to create something beautiful and extraordinary. 

I’m gonna throw it back to you
I’m gonna tell you it is okay, it’s water under the bridge, the ship had sailed, I’ve grown older, stronger, tired, at the edge of glory, what else?
Forgiveness, ha! who do you take me for? I’m as human as you are, I’m subject to failure just like anybody else. I may try to be better (let’s define what being better is) but trying is not enough. Not to my harsh standards.
Answer from the southern end. No adventure of any kind (unless you actually want to join me in the lines of marching students, workers, etc. demanding to be given back our dignity and human status, together we are stronger, we are one).
Love? No doubt about that. Why wasting time lying to myself? But I warn you, don’t you dare coming anywhere near me. The season’s called and come to and end. You know. I know it.
Carry on.
Just carry on.