Shattered Poem by Alyson Leoffler

Why do the ones that 'love' me hurt me the most?
All I ever wanted was to hold her heart close.
I did my best and it wasn't enough,
I should be used to it but it's still so rough.
The lies and the games that have been played on my heart
Shouldn't be but are steadily tearing me apart.
I told myself that I should've been prepared
and should've known that it'd be to much to bear,
that she'd play with my heart and not care about the tears,
that she'd make me her puppet; herself my puppateer.
There's no reason that I should be making an excuse
or trying to run back to her; there's just no use.
But when someone's got your life in their hands,
it's hard to look forward and draw a fallback plan.
We had it going good when we were running with the law
but I guess that doesn't matter if only one person wants it all.
So now I'm all alone, me, myself and I again
although she swearing up and down she wants so much more than friends.
I listen to those three words given to her and see them come from his lips,
and I hear them given back while he's looking to me for tips.
All I've ever wanted for her is everlasting happiness...
but in my heart and mind I never believed that I'd have to go through with this.