You were calling the shots

It was so good once

it was so pure

or that's what I thought.

Until you walked out the door

I gave you everything,

showed all of my flaws.

You played with my feelings

who knew you were calling all the shots?

I loved a man

Whom you painted in black

But you were the girl

Who stole it all back

And I'll spend forever questioning you

Because I believed that

You might've been happy for me too.

You constantly lied And made it a game

I wish you could read the poems,

the things I didn't say

Because I spent forever hating those days

Because I hurt you

Now you've hurt me the same way.