How do we survive when the one we thought was our true love wasn't?
All that time thinking this was the one we lived for.
Only to find out it was years spent living in a dream.
Time and emotion invested, to find out it was not true after all.
Memories are clouded with lies, deceit and distrust.
All the plans for the future now gone into nothingness.
Losing not only the love, but the dream as well.
Maybe there is just no such thing as true love anymore.
Or is it…
Just that hard to find anyone that's true anymore?
