You win the game

Congratulations.
You won my heart and put it through hell;
Stomping on it, smashing it into the dirt,
And leaving it in the rain
Only to nurse it back to health with hope;
And doing it all over again.
It was fun for you wasn't it?
Watching me spend so many nights crying and hurting;
Laughing as my state continued to worsen while you played me with the very
Tip of your fingers.
You had me so in love with you that
You could get me to do absolutely anything for you;
Even if it meant sacrificing myself
To save your pathetic ass.
Well done.
You got me to fall in love with you and then you used and abused me like A toy.
The game never ended for you;
And you played it well.
You win.