I don't want you thinking I'm unhappy

I just don't think I'll ever get over you.
I just don´t think I´ll ever like, or love, or be in love with (whatever) someone else the way I did it with you.
I can´t decide which is more frightening: the possibility of never be in love again or if what we had is as good as it gets...
And it scares the hell out of me.