I once believed

I once believed in love that's true
and hearts that never waver,
but my reward was bitter scorn
for all that I once gave her.
I gave my all and trusted in
the love that she returned:
I leapt into her passion's flames
not fearing I'd get burned.
For little did I then suspect
that love could ever die
or, worse than that, that all along
the whole thing was a lie.
I once believed that every phrase
she spoke would last forever,
but all the words have faded now
and all the bonds have severed.