It’s said true love comes to those who believe, I believed.

It’s said love is empty without trust, I trusted.

I believed, trusted, and, I hurt.

I’m leaving this place, and holding onto my true love.

My candle lights up the dark.

I feel lighter, happier, and, I feel love.

Finally, a warm smile forms on my lips.

But suddenly, oh, too suddenly, everything went dark.

I cannot see:  what’s become of my light?

I trusted, believed, and, now, I hurt even more.

I feel warmth around me, the painful weight lifting.

"Hold on to me, believe in me, trust me, she says".