Story so old

I will tell you a story
A story often told
And if you know me,
You would know I've made it old.

I cannot help that my life is plain,
or that love is my only pain.
I love to easy, without a fight
I have no walls,no boundaries and to me it feels right

I don't understand,
I gave into your every command,
So did I do something wrong?
For love and my life is suddenly gone.

I loved you with everything I had,
I loved him till it drove me mad
I loved him, He loved her
And for this pain there is no cure.

I shall now close this storybook
And for love in another place I'll look
He can't be the OnLy perfect boy,
There must be one for me
I'll find him in another book maybe?