To Love Again.

I thought I knew what love was,
but I was wrong.
Until I met you.
And you showed me what real love is.

I was blinded by a corrupt love.
When its your first fall you will believe everything that person tells you, because you’re so in love you look past all the bad and all the wrong.
But when its over, you see with full clarity,
how trapped you were in a viscious cycle of being played around.
That broke my heart into a million pieces.
And I promised myself I wouldn’t love again until I knew all truth.

Then you opened up like a flower in full bloom, taking my hand and treating me like your queen.
You showed me the right way to be loved.
To love myself and be comfortable again.
To trust and believe with no fear of corruption.
And lastly to hold onto love again without pain.