Poems. My storys into words.

I wanted to say.

You told me to drop you like a bad habit.
I wanted to say bad habits aren't easy to drop, I would know I've been through plenty of bad habits.
You told me to forget about you it would be better for the both of us.
I wanted to say that I didn't want to forget about the thing that makes me happy. That you were a drug I knew I was addicted and you weren't necessarily bad.
You told me you liked me.
I wanted to say that is a lie. Because when you like someone you don't play with their feelings. You played with me like a toy a kid got for Christmas and in a couple weeks got bored with.
You made me think there something wrong with me.
You made me happy for the time being.
But left me broken with a heart barely beating.
I know it seems really dramatic. But that's how I am.
Dramatic.
I should've known from the start that you were playing with my heart.
People warned me but I was blinded by your smile and smirk.