Torn

He ripped my heart out like a piece of paper.
Tore it into a million pieces.
And threw it all away.
Why did you have to end it this way?

Wasn't I good enough?
Is something wrong with me?
What terrible deed have I done?
For him to do this treacherous deed to me.

I thought it would last.
This feeling felt so strong.
How could I have been so wrong?
Why do i feel so torn?

I gave him everything,
My heart, my soul.
How could he be so cold?
How could he rip apart my poor little soul?

Now I feel so torn.
A victim of the deeds he's done.
I hope he pays for his atrocities.
Especially after the way he made me feel.