destroyer

i thought he loved me,
but he went with a wandering eye.
i was naive and in love with love.
some would call me desperate,
others would just call me stupid.
he gave me battle scars
and laughed about it.
the very scars he told me not to inflict on myself
when he still "loved" me.
but there were others he "loved".
he tore me apart
piece by piece
and left me in his wake,
destroyed.