My Dearest Chad

My dearest Chad,
This poem is not for you.
But for my broken heart
That's long overdue

You played with my affection,
And surprisingly led me on.
I can't believe I fell for you,
And with the blink of an eye,
You were gone.

Is this what you do?
I assume you find it fun.
You get enjoyment out of hurting me.
Well guess what? You won.

You left and walked away,
Proudly, with conceit;
And all that's left of me,
Is a lonely girl, in defeat.