Love or heartbreak? Really what's the difference?

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You played me. I figured it out, you heard about me, I have no idea how or from who because every man who speaks my name has nothing bad to say about me. Maybe it was just karma. Might've been God saying that enough now here's a taste of your own medicine. I'm thinking it was probably the universes way of telling me I got too good at breaking hearts and now I broke my own. You were somehow better than me at a game I created. Every line you spoke was perfect, too perfect. Every lie you told was flawless. The way you touched me too, god that was the best part- your lips on mine. your hands on my waist pulling me closer, your body on mine. I have never felt that with anyone else but, I have never been so reckless to wear my heart like that on my sleeve. I've never fallen in love with anyone. Oh but you, god you were different. You didn't even seem like a player, you seemed like you had a heart, and to be a player well you don't get to have a heart. To break someone else's heart to that decree you have to be good at it, experienced and more importantly heartless. I was a goddess before you, you walk and talk like a god. You and I, they said could be gods, but without each other weren't we anyway. I was everything that I needed to be. You stole it, my immortality and my heartlessness cause I feel like I'm dying. You made me feel again somehow. Maybe it was power, gods they said we both jumped to be together, breaking my heart for power? Maybe or maybe not I'll never actually have that answered. How could I have been so blind to you. So many things it could've been, maybe it was your coffee brown eyes. How they stared not only into my blue green eyes but into my soul into my secrets into my mind. Or your bright smile that made my dad brighter than the sun ever could. It might've been the way the words always feel out of your mouth perfectly every time. You always knew exactly what to say, when to say it, how to say it. It really doesn't matter I guess, facts are facts. You played my game better than me, and I didn't even know we were playing.