
I look back and I think
how could I have thought his love was true?
How could I have allowed myself to be used,
allowed him to make me feel so much pain,
become afraid to love again...?

I was afraid to fall in love again
after I was in love with you
the fright of living once again
the way I lived with you
All the pain you put me through
you treated me like
I was nothing to you
I was afraid to fall in love again
It was like a game i could not win
but finally I believe I found true love at last(self love)
and thats whats helping me
to forget the past...