Sometimes a bitter heartbreak can push us to realise that we were wrong about certain things.

Blue , the world is tinted blue to me , 
Pain , it seems that pain is all I see , 
Truth , it lies buried deep within my soul , 
Emotions trap my way to regaining my control , 
And thoughts bounce back from stained glass walls inside my mind , 
Leaving bitter memories … and my sanity behind 

I capture every note , I’m sensing every move , 
Underneath my skin is an empty pump I try to soothe , 
The foundations of my faith begin to fall , 
I’m left feeling much too small , 
Much too small , 

‘There is no love’ she claimed. 

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