My World Is Nothing but Crying

I was happy before the age of eighteen, but sad after the age of eighteen. Before the age of eighteen, I had no merit or success, but after the age of eighteen, I was full of sorrow. Before the age of eighteen, I lived a very fulfilling life. After the age of eighteen, I was a soulless person. Before I turned 18, I was an angel. After I turned 18, I was an angel who fell into hell. I loved him very much before I was eighteen, and I still love him very much after I turned eighteen, but he stayed away from me and abandoned me alone in such a cold world, leaving me to bear all the pain and helplessness alone. I still choose to wait for him...