I used to be careless,
So cheerful and free.
My life was built on happiness,
How I wish that still could be.
For when he came into my life,
WIth one word, I gave him my heart.
And with a quick turn of the knife,
He tore my world apart.
My heart he left broken,
So many words left unspoken.
Ripped from me, the life I held so dear,
In place of happiness, all he left was fear.
I used to dream of picket fences,
Thoughts of a bright future I held so dear,
Now those thoughts make my mind tense,
The idea of being vulnerable is almost too much to bear.
Maybe someday I'll be able to love again,
Perhaps there's a man who will love me for who I am.
He'll be there for me as a wondeful friend,
Together a bright future, all the things we can plan.
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