Truth behind the Fabrication

Broken heart of mine,
Tell me all your troubles and woes.
Why are you so heavy with despair and bleeding so?
I thought you were alright...
I thought you had the love of a man, who held you in his arms so tight?
Was it he who trampled you so?
Were his charming words and promises the things that
blinded you from common sense?
So sad to see a strong heart beaten like a drum.
Where was the point when you got lost..
The time when you felt that his love came at certain cost?
Play back those memories..
He held you tight and gave you promises...
"I love you."
He kissed you at night before you went home...
"I love you."
He turned on the music and led you out of your seat to dance with you under the stars.
"I love you."
It's not bad so far.
Wait, play those back again...
Why are you crying in every single one of  them?
You changed each memory..
You only see the part you want to see...
Let's see the truth behind the fabrication...
"I'm sorry. I love you. It'll never happen again"
"I just lost my temper. I'm sorry. I love you."
"I love you. You know what not to do next time then."
I see now why you're so hurt,
why you bleed,
why you look like you've been dragged through the dirt.
You caved in to a "love" that damages you so.
Love does not cause this kind of pain.
No love is meant to mark your life in disdain.
Break free from this lie.
It's not love.
This isn't wait you're supposed to live for...
It's not worth all the pain and tears.
Not now, not ever, not anymore.