Love

Love, the one word that can make your life happy or completely miserable.

I promised you heart,
That I wouldn't let you get broken again.
Yet here I am once again.
Drowning in sorrow.
Letting you fall apart piece by piece.
I let you love him, and he hurt us so bad.
He was unfaithful.
He said cruel things.
I let him walk all over us.
You...we still love him though,
so I just can't let him go.
So once again,
here we go.
Is there still one ounce of love left for us from him.
I know all your shattered piece still love him heart.
All the hurt. All the pain.
We were happier when we were in ignorant bliss.
Here I am now, second guessing myself though.
What did I do wrong?
Where did I go wrong?
Why do I keep trying?
Why do I hang on?