A broken heart in healing

I've always been so lonely, so frightened to love again,
it's always been thesame, like it doesn't seem to end.
every night i cry, i mope.
thinking there should be more than just this one broken hope,
and it's up to me to find a cure,
to heal my heart from wounds love has incurred.
And though the pain cripples me,
i know someday i'll make it clear,
that though you failed in love and got broken,
there's a perfect chance to make everything whole again.