To the girl who broke my soul.

I thought you was my soul mate my best friend, 
But I now see it was all fake.. just pretend. 

I'd make belief you'd return once you got your life on track, 
Twitching curtains day by day I soon realised you was never coming back. 

You had gone back to your abusive baby dad, 
Without taking one look back, 
Pregnant & happy but even that turned out bad, 
As he got onto the white & dark which made you sad. 

I texted, I called, 
Desperate for closure for my heart, 
But you had no conciouns from the start, 
You played me from day one like a puppet on abit of string, 
Your demons strung me along historically laughing, 
Making sure the the young girl would forever be falling.