Angry Poem

I didn't know you could break my heart,
When you didn't even have it.
I never gave it too you.
You never stole it.
So how can you rip it to pieces like this?

I am stubborn.
I get my way.
But right now I'm losing.
Losing the battle to not let it hurt.
Somehow you manage victory.
But how?

My heart wants to cry
that you can't know what you're doing.
That it's all confusion.
That you don't mean to hurt me.
That you don't even see that you are.
But my head scoffs.
It knows that you're bright.
You must know how this hurts.
It must be intentional.
But I don't want to believe it.

Part of me screams
that it's not fair.
You didn't even try
to sort this out.
Something this stupid
should not have set of this bomb
of ignoring me.
I know then,
you're not worth the fight.
Not worth the pain.
But something in the back of my heart.
says to not let go.
To not lose hope.

But my heart is wrong.
You are scum.
This situation is a mess.
I am broken.