Left me broken

In your words, you claimed to be a master,

A virtuoso in love, a feelings caster.

You swore what we had was real and pure,

But in your game of emotions, I was not secure.

You painted a canvas of dreams so grand,

Said our love was a masterpiece, hand in hand.

Yet behind those eyes, you hid the deception,

Leaving my heart in a state of constant reflection.

You confessed you were skilled in this art,

Playing with feelings, tearing love apart.

But you assured me what we had was true,

Now I see it was all a twisted debut.

You toyed with my heart, a marionette's dance,

Leaving me lost in a bewildering trance.

Your promises, like smoke, vanished into air,

Leaving me with a love that's painfully unfair.

In your masterful game of emotions, I fell,

Thinking in your heart, I'd eternally dwell.

But it was all just a cruel, heartless ploy,

Leaving me with the remnants of a broken joy.