My broken Cup...

I used to think that love was a partnership
A 50-50 alley way
Until i was drained and my eyes opened
I was naive to think that I could be loved
My cup ran dry
I hoped you would fill me up
Only to realise that you also wanted to break my cup
I had nothing to give anymore
And even still you chose everything else
And even still you chose everyone else
It was hard being left out in the cold
I feel blinded, I can’t find my way