Heartache of a 15 Year Old

I am space. And I am time. I can see wind and I can be kind. I can breathe you, yet you can't breathe me. I am the oceans, but you're not the seas. I am the rain. You are my pain. I am the Sun. You were my fun. I was the storm. I am outrage. So angry. So deep. Lock me in a cage. I am the zoo. Being observed from all views. My life was a shambles and it was your cue. A cue to enter. A cue to arrive A cue to witness and to revive. I am religion and I am here. Not one place. Not neither place but here and there. Am I the air? Am I the voice? I wanted you forever but you had your own choice. To leave, to depart, to exit or restart You left, you thief and you still have my heart...