I know the pain, the hurt that you feel,
When someone you trusted wasn\u2019t real.
The sting of betrayal cuts so deep,
It makes you question the love you keep.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But listen, dear one, don\u2019t close your heart,
Though it feels like you\u2019re falling apart.
The pain will pass, though it may take time,
And trust will return, slow but in its prime.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It\u2019s okay to be cautious, okay to be scared,
But don\u2019t let betrayal leave you impaired.
Not everyone\u2019s like the one who lied,
There are still good souls who stand by your side.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Take the time you need to heal,
Feel the hurt, but don\u2019t let it steal
The goodness in you, the light you hold,
You\u2019re worth so much more than this story told.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lean on those who prove they care,
The ones who\u2019ve shown they\u2019ll always be there.
And remember, betrayal says more about them,
It doesn\u2019t define who you are, my friend.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Your heart is strong, even though it\u2019s bruised,
It\u2019s resilient, even though it\u2019s been used.
You\u2019ll love again, trust again too,
And when you do, it will be true.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
So, take this time to rest and repair,
But don\u2019t lose hope, love is still out there.
You\u2019re not broken, just healing from the pain,
And one day, you\u2019ll trust without feeling the strain.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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